I don't want it!

Beware the reputations you build for yourself. My co-workers have it in their heads that I am a guzzler. It may be my past actions that put that there. Who knows. I cannot go out with them without hearing the disbelief if I say I'm not drinking. It's become a bit exasperating. Tonight was such an occasion.

I made a decision to limit my alcohol intake. I did a bit too much the night before and didn't want to push my luck. I set a limit that was reenforced by the sick feeling I kept encountering when an alcoholic beverage was sat in front of me. It seemed as though every time I declined a drink people bemoaned the old days when people were more fun and more drunk. It didn't change my mind. I still put a stop to my drinking unless it was a soda or water.

It's ridiculous that I allow myself to be peer pressured. Tonight was an exception. Usually when people get to moaning about my lack of drinking, I start drinking. It doesn't usually end well. Tonight was different. I managed to make it stick. I don't want the drink. I don't care if you cry, I don't want it!