I've somehow became an accidental alcoholic with my consent/acknowledgement.
I remember we were having an assembly in the morning about alcohol and drugs and how that shits bad for you, and when they were explaining the symptoms of an alcoholic, I realised… holy shit, why am I expecting the same thing as an alcoholic. So for the whole day I was trying to figure out why I was experiencing the [slightly] similar symptoms of an alcoholic. Then I realised…
My mom and my church.
When I was 4, 5 or 6 [I can't remember], I was crying whilst it was load-sheading[no electricity for a few hours], my mom got fed up with my crying and decided to give me QUARTER/HALF a cup of WINE!
Then there's my church. Before 2020, we had this time/period[whatever you call it] where we walk up to the front of the church and get a small circle piece of bread and a shot of wine. Just a little note, I joined that church when I was 3 to 4 years old. So for 7 to 8 years, I had small shots of wine. When I went back to church in 2022, they replaced the wine for grape juice.
I don't know whether I should feel betrayed or not.