Hi Mr XY,
I am your frontal lobe of the brain, and I feel annoyed while discussing my damage in you. My current terrible condition would perhaps unable to depict the glorious time of past I traveled with you . While working during your childhood I found that you were academically brilliant and one well behaved boy . Oh! Those were the days , when as young handsome man your charisma, articulation skill and swiftness were the talk of the town .I was fully functioning on those days and helped you to invigorate intelligence and calmness . Then I recall a phase, where homesickness and loneliness creep in, and you start drinking for social lubrication. I acknowledge how naive you were to think that occasional alcohol drinking will not make you habituated. But keen to admit, I get uncomfortable with your growing daily consumption, as my responses went sluggish. Remembering the night when I want to send a signal to the foot, and he disobeys me, and you smashed another car. Horrible night, isn’t it? Hospital, police and court all mess done in one night. But, perhaps, I can’t remember everything now as my damages lead to memory impairment also.
Despite so many difficulties in life, you keep on dissolving me in gallons of alcohol. I do understand it was not your fault as you were biologically dependent on alcohol, and your tolerance increased several folds. I was not aware at that time , what the term tolerance means . But realised the change in you that there was an increased need of the same substance at the higher quantity to get the same effect. I can’t blame you as I started dissolving and you had little insight into the changes that have occurred to you.
I don’t say that you never tried to give up, you sincerely tried to get rid of alcohol on several occasions. But, I hate alcohol withdrawal, which made everything so difficult to conquer. I dislike the tremor, weakness, nausea vomiting after abstinence from alcohol for a day or two. Strong tremors after withdrawal were worst than the feeling of the earthquake and craving resolve only after alcohol consumption. I still repent nobody told us there were hospital de-addiction methods available to lower down the symptom of alcohol tremor. Or maybe some white coat or loved one said, perhaps we forgot to follow anyone instruction or showed some anti-social behaviour.
Life could have been a blessing if this toxic drop does not infuse in me slowly and daily. I had been crushed and turned into a shrinking piece sitting like wreckage in your skull. I am watching and waiting for you to say goodbye to your fame, fortune, family and fullest life for a sparkling monster whose favourite food is frontal lobe nuggets with liver chips and heart dips.