I guess I've just never been the type to enjoy the party phase every teen around me can't seem to skip over. My friends text me about drinking and my body tenses up. I feel some sort of knot in my stomach every single time.

I'm not saying I'm perfect by any means. Yes, like every kid, I experiment and wonder what each drop tastes like. We crave to fill voids when we feel like nothing else can. Which is a major downfall of a lot of people around us. We always promise not to make the same mistakes our parents did. (I wouldn't know, my parents didn't ever drink a sip of alcohol around me my entire life.)

At least from personal experiences with friends that are very dear to my heart, hearing their father stumble in from the bar at 2 am seems so normal to them it almost makes me sick. Or hearing a cork pop off in the kitchen and knowing automatically that their mother is opening her new bottle of pink Moscato that the lady next door brought over because she let her have a few leftovers from the huge family dinner last week.

I love to party. I love to have fun and go out and do crazy things. I would sky dive every day if I could. however, drinking just doesn't give me that rush.