RE: Alcohol is strange
April 16, 2016 at 3:34 am
(This post was last modified: April 16, 2016 at 3:35 am by Thumpalumpacus.)
To answer your question, Evie, alcohol is a depressant in that it inhibits some brain activity, in this cases forebrain operation. The first thing to go is judgment, especially of one's own thoughts or actions. This makes you feel happier and more convivial in the sense that you don't question your own activities, but go with the flow ... and we feel more "natural" for it.
I enjoy that part of drinking very much ... too much.
Keep on drinking, and you'll find that it depresses other functions -- pulse rate slows, metabolism slows, if you've drunk enough lethargy sets in.
Keep drinking past that point, or drink so quickly that you don't realize you've passed it, and alcohol will depress the autonomic nervous system -- your brain forgets to trigger a heartbeat or breath.
I always enjoyed the first stage, depressing judgment and inhibitions. Too much for my own good. I would get to that level buzz and nurse it, but then days I wasn't like that, I felt flat, unalive. Bad sign. When you want that shimmer on the day, you may just jump down the rabbit-hole, where no day is complete without it. I did. If it was a good day, I'd "celebrate" with some good beer. If it was a shitty day, I'd tell myself to go home and unwind with a couple or six. Not saying anything about you, just relaying my own experiences.
Be careful -- the hook is very fine, but it bites deep.
I enjoy that part of drinking very much ... too much.
Keep on drinking, and you'll find that it depresses other functions -- pulse rate slows, metabolism slows, if you've drunk enough lethargy sets in.
Keep drinking past that point, or drink so quickly that you don't realize you've passed it, and alcohol will depress the autonomic nervous system -- your brain forgets to trigger a heartbeat or breath.
I always enjoyed the first stage, depressing judgment and inhibitions. Too much for my own good. I would get to that level buzz and nurse it, but then days I wasn't like that, I felt flat, unalive. Bad sign. When you want that shimmer on the day, you may just jump down the rabbit-hole, where no day is complete without it. I did. If it was a good day, I'd "celebrate" with some good beer. If it was a shitty day, I'd tell myself to go home and unwind with a couple or six. Not saying anything about you, just relaying my own experiences.
Be careful -- the hook is very fine, but it bites deep.
