I have a low alcohol tolerance. I can easily get drunk off a mere 2 alcoholic beverages. I am not particularly small (180 lbs), I suppose my body just doesn’t metabolize alcohol very well or something.
For some reason, it seemed like a big deal to have a high alcohol tolerance back in high school. This was ironic, since we weren’t old enough to legally drink alcohol. I remember when I was sixteen, some friends and I went to a drive-in, and brought with us a case of beer. I had about 3 beers but it made me so sick I threw up. For a year I was teased about it, and for some reason I felt insecure about having a low alcohol tolerance.
Sometime when I was twenty years old, I went to another friend’s birthday party. For some reason, the comments my former friends had made were still with me. I look back on it now, and I kind of think about how idiotic it was for me to be so insecure about the whole alcohol tolerance thing. When I went to my friend’s birthday party, there was alcohol now, and for some stupid ass reason, I decided to test my alcohol tolerance. I hadn’t done any stupid underage drinking since the drive-in fiasco. But it was still in my memory. So I binged that night. I had seven shots of vodka, 5 of tequila, 2 beers, and 2 margaritas. I nearly killed myself that night- I feel that it was only a friend who kept me propped up while I threw up constantly who kept me alive.
At that point I didn’t give a shit about my alcohol tolerance. So much as looking/thinking about hard liquor gave me an intense sensation of nausea for a long time afterward. Now that I’m legally old enough to drink, I do enjoy beer/wine/mixed drinks, though still easily get intoxicated off 2 drinks. There is a very fine line with me between ‘drunk’ and ‘sick’ as well. I’ve tried to limit myself to not getting sick but still being happily drunk during the occasional party I’m at. A few times I crossed that line, and got sick a few more times. Basically, if I feel drunk, and have any more alcohol, it will almost certainly make me sick.
In a way this is a good thing, I suppose- I’m still alive, and am able to limit how much alcohol I drink at any given time (since I know if I go overboard I will be VERY sick, not fun). Also, its a lot more inexpensive for me to get drunk, since two beers can easily get me tipsy (as opposed to my mom’s boyfriend, who seems to be able to down an entire CASE of beer and remain totally unfazed)