• Flying Squid@lemmy.world
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    9 days ago

    I wasn’t crying or everything, but I was definitely worried that my dad was an alcoholic from what I was taught in school because he had wine with dinner and when friends came over for a dinner party, they would bring a bottle of wine. I was reassured pretty quickly that he wasn’t thankfully.

    Then I realized the exact opposite was true when I was in high school- there were so many bottles of wine and booze in the house because of people bringing them over all the time (professors have each other over for dinner constantly) that we had a basement room half-full of them, all on the floor, and I could just grab one when I wanted.

    It’s a good thing I didn’t become an alcoholic myself.