
22/07/2025
Lately, I’ve lost friends to tragic accidents. They weren’t the ones being careless. They were simply in the wrong place, at the wrong time. It’s never “just one drink.” It’s never “just a quick drive home.” Too often, it's the innocent who pay the price.
You may have made it home safe, but have you ever thought about the emotional wreckage trailing behind you?
AN OPEN LETTER TO THOSE WHO DRINK TOO MUCH.
You say it’s harmless. You say you deserve the fun. You say it’s your way of coping.
But while you drown your worries in alcohol, someone who loves you is choking on fear.
Every drink you take, every hour you go silent, is a blade twisting in the heart of someone waiting, wondering if this is the night they lose you.
You step out thinking, "I need this." "I’ll be fine." "I can still drive."
But you don’t see the sleepless body curled on the couch. The red-eyed stare at the clock. The parent sitting by the door, whispering prayers into the wind. The panic building with every unanswered call. You don’t feel the dread that your next moment of “fun” could become their lifetime of regret.
You arrive late. Drunk. Oblivious. And you expect softness. You demand patience. You want affection from the very person whose peace you just shattered.
LET THIS SINK IN: Your drinking isn't just a vice. It's emotional abuse in disguise.
You’re not “just blowing off steam.” You’re gambling with someone else’s sanity. You’re trading their calm for your chaos. You’re forcing them to carry a fear they never asked for.
And when they finally speak up, when they cry, plead, shake in exhaustion, you call them nagging, dramatic, too emotional?
No. They are HUMAN. And you? You are selfish for ignoring their pain.
Good partner? Provider? Sweet when sober? It doesn’t matter.
If you choose another bottle over their peace, you’re choosing destruction wrapped in denial.
To the ones who drink too much: Grow up. Stop hiding behind excuses and start looking at the wreckage you cause.
And to the silent sufferers, the ones who stay, hope, and cry in the dark: Your pain is valid. Your boundaries are sacred. Your peace is not negotiable.
Real love protects. Real love shows up sober. Real love never asks you to trade your sanity for someone else's thrill.