My Story: I'm Addicted to Beer

I think it's safe to say that it's been about a year since I became a "Beeraholic" (someone who is addicted to beer). This is the first time i've ever told anyone about this so here it goes...

I'm 20 years old and I'm a full on beeraholic. Which is hard to believe considering I've never actually had a single sip of beer. But I am. I know I am.

I grew up in a very religious very "follow the rules" type home and for those reasons, I never really got around to the whole "underage drinking thing." You see, my addiction has always been strictly psychological.

Bud Light has always been my favorite beer. I think it has something to do with the flashy blue cans. I find them quite intriguing. I love them. I'm fascinated by them. I'm addicted to them.

However, I've never actually had a sip of them.

I'd say around 30-40% of my day is spent staring directly at the 12 pack of flashy Bud Light cans that rest on my desk completely untouched. When i'm not looking at them i'm thinking about them. I constantly fantasize about the taste and what I imagine it must be like to take a large gulp out of one of those beautiful cans.

"Is it fruity? Is it salty? What's the texture like? Thick? Watery?" are just a few of the questions I ask myself but to be completely honest, I really have absolutely no idea. I honestly think that's what keeps me coming back for more. The curiosity. The curiosity is a big factor in what fuels my addiction.

Now you might be asking "Why are you telling us about this? It doesn't sound like you're an actual addict, it just sounds like you have some sort of weird obsession." Well the truth is, although it's not your typical alcohol addiction, it still is fully ruining my life.

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Something that I constantly think about everyday is the day that I will enjoy my first beer. It will be April 5th, 2022, that's the date I turn 21.

In my head I imagine that I will go to a bar with the guys and we'll all order some ice cold bud lights. However, my biggest fear in this magical scenario is that I won't have any "guys" to go with. I quite literally have 0 friends.

All of the friends i've had in the past have completely abandoned me. Any time i'm close to making a new friend I believe they are instantly turned off when I ask them to come over to look at my beer collection, most likely because they have a smaller collection than I do.

As a 20 year old guy things can be very competitive. When a friend comes over and we look at my beer collection for even just a quick 45 minutes they instantly want to leave. Why? Because they don't have what I have. They are jealous. I have a lot of beers and I constantly am craving more.

I really am at a loss of words because I don't know what to do. Do I give up beer cold turkey or do I say fuck "friends" and continue to watch my life go down the drain as a full on beeraholic.

Please let me know what you think.