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The drinking problem

I`m Aqua and I have a drinking problem. (now you go „bravooooo! clap clap…“). No, it`s not that I am spilling the drinks every time I take a glass but I am having a serious problem with the alcohol. The odd one, but still.

The thing is that I can`t drink anymore. I do try, every now and then, but the result is always the same, after one drink, sometimes even before I finish it – I get a proper hangover. For example: one glass of wine means that after 15 minutes I will get a bad headache and max 2 hours later I will be passionately hugging the toilet bowl like a good old friend which I haven`t seen for ages. And I will stay in this position for hours. Then, for the next 24 hours, I will feel like I had 14 shots of vodka, 4 glasses of homemade schnaps and 2 bottles of Merlot from a very bad year. And maybe 3 beers more, just to be on the safe side.

Why? I have no idea.
I was a normal social drinker, nothing too much or regular. It just happened some time ago. And no, it`s not alcohol intolerance, because when you have that, you get properly drunk after a smallest glass of alcohol, which I don`t. I am completly sober with an absolute hangover.

So, after carefully preparing the performance to my doctor (the approach: „Doc, help me to become an alcoholic!“ wasn`t an option) from all points of view, she gave me an advice. Quoting: „Well….don`t drink for couple of years than try again“. Well done Yoda! That is brilliant! I would never think of it by myself!….#?%#!©!!!!!!!!!!

The thing is that I would really like to share a bottle of wine with my Loved one again. And that I would really like to spend some time out, without getting a decent headache from loud music. Yes, it has to be loud, I am a typical product of a rebel teenager, meaning that I still like alternative music, from metal to punk. Good jazz is more then welcome but I really enjoy quality noise.
And not taking a drink or two means that I will suffer. Don`t know if you have noticed, but alcohol, among other things, is blunting your sensitivity for loudness so that if you visit a punk concert you won`t feel so good. Once I went sober on a punk wedding once and trust me – that wasn`t a good move. I got a terrible headache and nausea which would pass every time I left the room. Yes, I tried it that night dozens of times, just to confirm the experiment. And it`s true. Take it from Dr.Aqua.

So, for it I have become a social outcast. A strange, weird and odd person, which won`t go out and mingle like normal people do. And to be sincere, I had it. I love to go out, I love to mingle, dance (or at least do what I call dancing), sing out loud and generally enjoy. I don`t think that`s fair. Not for me, anyway. I just can`t see myself as someone`s old aunt sitting at home with a cup of tea.

So, if any of you had or have similar problem, let me know and help the woman to become a convivial and diverting part of the society again.

P.S. friendly advice, if some doctor ever asks you „Do you drink alcohol?“ always, but always, answer with a big NO. This naive fool have answered once „Oh, here and then, you know…“ which left me with a permanent remark of a semi-alcoholic in my official chart, making me embarrassed every time when some doctor sees it and asks „Oh, I see it now….So, how many drinks do you have per a day?“ Incredible.

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We are a strange spieces, among us there are always the ones searching for the weeker and feeble which will harass just to provide themselves the feeling of power and greatness.

And that was also the case in this story.

 Unce opon a time there was a little girl.

Pretty, small, quiet and shy. Maybe even too quiet, too shy and definitely too small. She was the shortest in her class. Sometimes that fact have brought her the excessive attention of her collegues. And not of the good kind.

Especially from one little carrion. A boy, big as a mouintain, with an oversized inferiority complex, was bullying whoever came his way. The smallest and shyest were his sweetest prey. They were subscribed on his discharge of force for which the carrion in question have exulted in content.

 The little girl˙s father, who was also a favorite harassment material when he was a kid, have suggested his child to sign in on some martial art classes. And the child have chosen.

It turned to be a very good decision. Shortly after that, the little girl have shown an exceptional talent for the chosen sport, at the same time buidling it`s selfesteem and opening herself to the world. Actually, she was so sucssesful in it, that her coach started sending her first on the regional and then on the state competions where she was very well noted.

Back in the school, nothing was changed. The oversized carrion was still trampling weeker kids enjoying in his social status.

That is, this is how it was before one particular autumn morning when the bully have started picking our quiet little girl again during the first break. She went, as always before, to their teacher telling her what happened. The teacher talked with the violent boy and explained him why he shouldn`t do it.

Then the second break came. The carrion have run to the little girl and started pickig her again forcing her to tell the teacher again.  The third break came as a direct invite in bully`s head to molest the girl even harder. She went to the teacher, again, which have talked, again, with the overweening carrion.

 Soon the bell rang and the school day was finished. But not for the persistnet bully. He started running towards the girl and… found a shock: that subtle little gal have grabbed the bully and thrown him on the floor with one perfect by the book clutch! It took few seconds until he rasied from the dirt, confused and offended, and repeated his attack to discover a new defense tactic followed by a serial of well directed hits that he couldn`t do anything than start to cry calling his mom.

The gang in the schoolyard was thrilled. The kids started to lough celebrating the end of a very dark era. From that day, not just that the bully haven`t touched the little girl but he haven`t touched the rest of the kids, uncertain what he may discover next time.

 This is a true story with a happy ending. The girl`s father have told me the story with such pride and joy in his voice that even I started to jump happily. He was jovial as a kid, repeating: „Hey, do you know what that means??? He was beaten by the smallest GIRL in the class! MY little girl!“

 To make the thing even better, the girl haven`t become conceited or perturbed for that event. She have brought up the story so peacefully that it was fascinating. And continued calmly and quietly like nothing happened.

Payback is a bitch..

The bullys recognize only their own language.

If the smallest girl in the class can do it, then everybody else can. This story is intended to parents who disgust any use of force in any form. You can`t be always at your child`s back defending it, you should rather teach it how to walk and discover the jungle of life with more simper and confidence.