Yesterday was Christmas and I was out with my family for some quality time together. We were back home around 7 pm , and decided to put a nice family movie on while me and my dad mutually agreed upon having a few drinks and getting ourselves some dinner too.

Now, I am not a frequent get-me-some-drinks-already guy, therefore I do not really "LOVE" drinking, be it any kind , if it has alcohol I'd not be drinking it unless I'm with my friends or my family. And I have never really been drunk , ever. So I thought to myself, "What is it about alcohol that so many people LOVE?" "Why do they even find something as tasteless as this even addictive?" And so I made this really stupid decision to find it out myself by getting drunk to my full capacity.

For starters, I had already eaten up to my fullest and so my dinner was done even before starting with my drinks (I don't like having any kind of drinks alongside my food). After that, I poured myself a 60 of some vodka , diluted with some soda , it started kicking in like 10 minutes , but It didn't really made me feel drunk. So I went ahead poured myself a 90 and decided to take it further by diluting it a bit lesser than earlier. Another 10 minutes pass and I feel not much a difference. However, at that point i had started to feel hungry cuz of all the alcohol that went in. So my dumbass decided to eat again (mind you that I have a very restricted appetite and I don't really eat a lot, besides I had already stuffed myself earlier with food) just this time I also poured myself my last drink of another 90 with nearly no dilution at all.

I was able to get through all that eating and drinking with no problem whatsoever. After the third round I still felt everything was normal and I didn't feel the need to have more of it even after 30 minutes. So I decided to just go to sleep since I did feel the alcohol kicking in anyway which I usually felt otherwise when I used to drink in my usual capacity. I stood up and I could see the floor slipping out of my feet, things started looking distorted to me and I was losing balance and control. It was as if I got hit by a truck head on since I had also started having headache almost immediately.

Skip to today morning, I am laying on my bed my dad wakes me up asking me if I am okay to which I obviously say "no" and he proceeds to tell me how I was walking into walls and apologizing thinking I walked into my family members. Seems like I also puked everything I ate and drunk all over in the bathroom, what's suprised me though is that I also SOMEHOW ended up cleaning the mess I made SPOTLESS. I have a sore throat right now the possible explanation is that I must have vigorously puked everything out. I also can't eat or drink anything at the moment, since I am puking out everything that goes in me as of. The doc has advised a week long bed rest and a tonne of medications since I have successfully managed to fuck up my digestion as well got myself some kind of alcohol infection.

I now hate alcohol even more and have decided to quit drinking completely since it does no good to me and doesn't really make me feel happy or whatever it is supposed to make the others feel ig.

Thanks for reading so far.

Tl,DR : Had too much alcohol to see why people love drinking so much and ended up getting myself a week long bed rest as well as a stomach infection.