My Uncle Wants Me Drunk

I’m not even twenty one and my great uncle still offers me an alcoholic beverage at every family event.

I don’t think there are many diagnosed alcoholics in my family, but the drinks follow us wherever we go. To be honest, I hate it. I can understand light social drinking, but getting totally wasted in front of all you nieces and nephews does not make much sense to me.

A few years ago, I made a promise to myself that, even when I am of age, I will not drink. I don’t think I need it. This seems to be sprouting from the same seed that has turned me against excessive make-up. If you feel that people will not accept you without it, you need to spend time with different people.

I may be too young to be making these choices but I think my life depends on what I do now. And if my life now isn’t perfect - if I’m the last to have a boyfriend or never experience a high school drinking party - it’s my loss. Just wait a few years and we’ll see how everything plays out.