America Is Drunk on Racism
<p>A year ago, I got news that a friend of mine, who was known for his partying, had given up drinking. Upon hearing this, it surprised me<em> </em>that of<em> </em>all the<em> </em>emotions I felt, I recall the<em> </em>distinct stab of jealousy.</p>
<p>“Why do I feel jealous?” I wondered. If I was living the life I wanted to live, why should I feel envious of a friend who had chosen sobriety?</p>
<p>But before I could make further progress, the familiar justifications for drinking rose up to divert me from the path of healthy self-reflection. “I need to be able to wind down in the evenings. I need a break every now and then. Drinking is a part of social settings. It’s just a few beers. I can quit whenever I want.”</p>
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