One is too many, 12 is not enough.
I was about to post "For those for whom alcohol is indeed a real problem, one is too many and a thousand is never enough"
I'm not in that category but certainly have some wonderful, long time sober, friends. Frankly, I prefer a sober alcoholic to a tight ass teetotaler.
As for me....I've sort of aged out of it. I'm not that damn old...72 now. But the booze just doesn't agree with me all that much anymore. In the past, I would consider myself to be a moderately heavy drinker...that is, I most certainly didn't drink all the time but when I did it was to fire for effect.
Never did understand all that hoopla about "bouquet" and "nose" and "hints of balsa followed by a chocolate finish". FFS, its fucking ethyl alcohol and no....it really doesn't taste good...like ice cream, for example. What good liquor does is taste better than bad liquor. But, ain't no-fucking-body drinking near scotch, for example.
In any case, now...if I have more that two moderate sized drinks...I will wake up in the middle of the night...wide awake with awful anxiety. I understand this has to do with cortisol levels. Used to be when I was younger, that if I went out drinking with the boys then I slept like a rock until late morning. Now, a few drinks and three hours later its a couple of hours of middle of the night torture.
And, the impact to me the next day is much greater.
But even with all that...for whatever reason, I've just lost my yen for it. And I'm fine with that.
Cheers guys and great subject.