"But you still want a glass of wine, right?"

No, beloved, I still don't drink just like last year and the year before that and well you get the point. And yes, that includes wine.

If they just dropped it, yes exactly!

I often ruin it for them too because they pressed me into a corner about it.

Anyway, how did you know that I am gearing up for Thanksgiving and inevitable questions about "Why doesn't Kelly drink?"

People, I haven't drank in five years, and yet...

My sobriety is my business, and I share it with the people I want to share it with.

So, I should be able to decline alcohol without dealing with the loads of questions about why.

For example, I have a relative who insists on offering me alcohol, even though he knows I don't drink, and he wants a reason every time I decline.

It's an, at best, awkward exchange and, at worst, a hostile one.

I don't interact with him anymore.

I have had people be really lovely about me not drinking and I've had people be really not nice.

I cherish the lovely people.

It's weird how aggressive some folks can be when you decline alcohol. Like they need you to justify why you aren't drinking.

Please don't be that person.

Exactly as I thought.

Parent life.

Yay!

Y'all, all I have to do is edit and revise a draft of a thing.

And my brain is like, "NOPE."

Mine is so, so bad.

Like, I am not sure how I am going to finish my last semester of MFA with this brain.

Yep.

The executive dysfunction has been so real this week.