Drinking too Much is a Logical Response to Being Alive in the '20s

If you need help to stop the pain, you’re not alone.

I drank because being alive is painful. Because alcohol was pushed on me. Because beer tastes good. Because adverts led me to believe the wine was synonymous with contentment. Because I come from a long line of alcoholics. Because I was bored. Because I was exhausted. Because I was overwhelmed. Because…