Alcohol destroys the lives of too many, including my own.
First of all, alcohol, I want you to know you’re a soul sucking devil. You’re a life stealer. You stomp on people’s dreams as if they ever did anything to you. The sight of you now makes me physically sick.
Not only do you infect people with your poison, you make everyone around them suffer.
You’re like a cockroach that’s near impossible to get rid of. You’re a leech, sucking the life out of truly good people and turning them into monsters.
You poison people’s minds and cause them to lie, manipulate and hurt those they love and care for most. You poison their most meaningful relationships, and many times, you leave them with only one relationship in their life — and that relationship is with you.
You become so ingrained in people’s minds and bodies that they believe they can’t have a normal life without you.
Why do you enjoy making people suffer? Why do you want to hurt so many people? Why do you want people to give up everything for you?
And when they do, it’s still not enough. You keep digging graves for people who don’t deserve it. You make people think they don’t have a fighting chance against you.
You feed of off those who are the most vulnerable.
You make them think they can get through anything with you. You give them hope for a better future and then make sure they know every dream or goal they had has now been buried farther down than 6 feet.
You destroy families and friendships. You ruin children’s lives. You make people grow up without a functional and/or living parent. You hurt those addicted to you and everyone around them. The amount of suffering and pain you cause people, directly and indirectly, is something out of this world.
Alcohol, you disgust me.
I despise you. I hate you for how you have affected those I love and care for in life.
I even feel defeated by you for the amount of times your poison has caused those I love to lie, cheat, steal and manipulate me.
Your poison ruined so many of my relationships with family, friends and people I was romantically involved with.
You have taken away the souls of amazing people and turned them into your little elves.
Unfortunately, you also convinced them they don’t have a problem.
You have brainwashed them into thinking not only that they can’t live without you, but that they actually have some sort of control over you.
In reality, they lost control over you the moment they first took a sip.
You’re like the monster under the bed as an adult.
But I’m not scared of you.
I’d fight you til the bitter end, but I’m not the one directly affected by your poison.
If I could, I’d fight my loved one’s battles for them against you, but it doesn’t work that way. You have them convinced they don’t stand a chance against you and have already given up the battle before it even started.
I wish I had the power to convince so many people affected by your poison that they stand a chance against you. They need to know they are not defeated and that they are able to overcome your misery.
You really serve no good purpose in life.
Don’t believe me?
Read the statistics.
- In 2015, 26.9% of those aged 18 and older admitted to binge drinking in the past month
- In 2015, 15.1 million people over the age of 18 years old had alcohol use disorder
- In 2015, alcohol-related deaths accounted for 88,000 deaths which makes it the third leading preventable cause of death in the U.S.
So, besides being a social icebreaker, what positive purpose do you serve in people’s lives?
You kill people.
You change people from good to evil.
You encourage lying to and manipulating others.
You control people’s minds and get them to do whatever it is you want.
So, really, I ask, what good are you?
I hate you for what you’ve put myself and my loved ones through.
I can’t come to accept the people you have taken away from my life and the lives of so many others. You are a poison that many people have come to think they can’t live without.
There is no doubt in my mind that you are the devil, and that all you want to do is torment and torture as many people as you can.
Alcohol, you truly are the devil. I hate you.
By Brittney Lindstrom for ThoughtCatalog