I remember so many times over the years where I was plagued by this concern that I wouldn’t be able to get my hands on “enough” alcohol – enough to what? Make me feel comfortable in my own skin? Dull my emotions to the point I could feel relaxed with other people and fit in?
This led to me “pre-gaming” before outings or dinners with friends to take the edge off before I arrived somewhere. Or if I was headed to a dinner where I wasn’t sure there would be “enough” wine, I would make sure to bring some for the host but extra “just in case” so I wouldn’t be faced with the horrifying prospect of running out.
