When you're fourteen years old and drink a half litre of cheap wine that's 20% alcohol (40 proof) it's not hard at all. Except getting past the taste. That was disgusting.
Thankfully I learned from the experience. My father was an alcoholic (he quit drinking six years ago), and my older brother still is an alcoholic (he was caught drunk driving for the third time a month ago). This brings to mind a short story that I read in which two brothers were talking to a counsellor:
Counsellor to brother 1: "Why did you decide to start drinking?"
Brother 1: "Because I watched my father"
Counsellor to brother 2: "And why did you choose not to drink?"
Brother 2: "Because I watched my father"
I am Brother 2.
