Intoxicated Me

The first time I became drunk, I was 22 years old. I had moved from my hometown in Lansing, MI to Grand Rapids to go to college. Growing up, I was taught that drinking was bad. Or at least, “Don’t drink until you turn 21 and it is legal.” To my knowledge, my parents never had alcohol in the house, so I wasn’t really exposed to it. In high school, I had friends who partied and drank at a young age, but I was too naive to realize it then. I maintained a strong conviction that I was not going to drink until I was of legal age. On my 21st birthday, I was on a mission trip in another country, so that pretty much nixed that opportunity. Continue reading

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