Clare Egan reflects on the costs and benefits of being a non-drinker
I was never a big drinker. After a few mouthfuls, alcohol changed how my body felt. My limbs relaxed, my cognition slowed, my confidence spiked. In college, I enjoyed an old man bar. I’d gather with friends from the debating society and talk about politics over pints of Bulmers. I went out several nights a week, but rarely drank more than a handful of drinks over many hours of chatting and dancing. I was a lightweight, my friends laughing at how quickly . . .