The first time I was drunk… #imustconfess

I must confess I struggled to come up with an answer to this one, when I limited myself to the obvious interpretation of this prompt. To be drunk with alcohol.

Quite understandably, I cannot remember the first time I was drunk because, umm, I was drunk.

But I can remember the first time I legally tried alcohol (not counting the multiple times I had a drop of beer in an egg cup care of my Dad 😉 ). It involved a debutante ball, my birthday and a glass of the worst moselle wine you can imagine. Remind me to share that story with you one day!

While I can’t recall the first time I was drunk with alcohol, there have been many “firsts” in my life where I have been drunk with various emotions. So I wanted to take the time to consciously remember those instead.

Because at least I can remember those!

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The first time I was drunk with….

happiness…

I have memories of being happy on many occasions during my childhood but the most vivid belong to instances where I was creatively engaged. I remember my heart swelling with happiness when listening to music that moved me, both popular music and the classical pieces that can still bring me to tears to this day. At times I have felt consumed with joy when listening to particular songs and movements – there is nothing more freeing than feeling the music literally course through your body.

Similar levels of happiness came when I spent hours wandering and walking outside, composing stories in my head. I rarely wrote them down but I loved retreating into the worlds of my creation to explore more of their intricacies whenever I could. There was joy in the creative process and in being able to savour them all by myself, whenever I wanted. As you can tell, writing still brings me joy to this very day x

love…

I thought I had been in love a few times before meeting my husband (all very much one-sided, on my side…) but those first few months of new love with him were truly intoxicating. I could not eat. I could not sleep. I was running on adrenaline and excitement. I barely functioned away from him. It was so sickening when I think back but I had never felt so vibrant or alive. It was all that love is supposed to be and more. And while those initial heady feelings have disappeared, the enduring real and lasting love that took its place has never gone away x

infatuation…

I experienced my first crush when I was in Year 4. His name was Paul and he was in Year 5. He was older than me and funny and cute. Alas it never moved beyond unrequited infatuation but I still remember those first feelings of attraction all those years ago.

disappointment…

When I was a child, my parents took us to the circus in Sydney. I remember being so excited on the way there – I could barely contain myself. When we arrived, my parents told me to wait until they could get me out of the car themselves because it was muddy.

Of course I was drunk with excitement so I ignored them and fell on my butt in the mud. So instead of heading into the circus I howled with disappointment all the way back to my Nan’s house. Of course Mum and Dad couldn’t take me in with muddy, damp, WHITE pants. My goodness it took me years to get over the disappointment of that day…

excitement…

Apart from the very early memory above of my ill-fated trip to the circus, I vividly remember feeling similar levels of excitement when going to our local show. There are not many things that can rival the lure of bright lights, show bags, sideshow alley games and gravity defying rides when you are child. So the local show was a much longed for treat every year. And my excitement never waned, until I reached adulthood myself and realised just how money-sucking the show really is. I must confess I’ve never taken my kids to the local show for this very reason… #badparent

anticipation…

Anticipation goes hand in hand with excitement and I guess the first time I really remember being aware of an overwhelming feeling of anticipation is when I first travelled overseas as a 14 year old. I headed over to Europe and the US on a choir tour for 4 weeks, without my family, and it was a true turning point in my life.

I remember anticipating that trip for almost a year before I left, alternating between excitement and fear, as I got ready for my first real test of independence. I had never flown before or travelled away from my family or been in a foreign country so that trip represented so many things for me. The anticipation was truly overwhelming!

Do you remember the first time you were drunk, either with alcohol or with a particularly strong emotion?

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Next weeks’ #imustconfess prompt is – the one thing that drives you absolutely crazy!


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24 Responses

  1. Great prompt!
    I remember the first time I was drunk.
    I also remember the first time I was so drunk I should be dead.
    There were many of those times when I was 18 and 19.
    I am thinking I might not be ready to confess those out loud in forever land just yet. LOL.

  2. I really enjoyed your take on the prompt Kirsty! Loved reading your stories…Denyse x

  3. jess says:

    Well you turned things around in a classier direction. I remember my first drunk experience…it involved a bright pink vodka cruiser and an equally bright pink spew!

    • Kirsty says:

      Hahaha – that reminds me of a time when my husband sported fluoro yellow hair to a function, drank to excess and somehow ended up spewing bright fluorescent yellow spew!

  4. I went off topic this week, because I can’t really remember the first time I got drunk – coz I don’t think I ever have been! Tiddly yes, but never drunk 😉 .

    • Kirsty says:

      You really are not missing anything Janet – I think I can count on one hand the times I’ve been truly drunk in my lifetime. There’s a reason I rarely drink to excess!

  5. Ness says:

    Being drunk on alcohol is overrated, that’s for sure! Being drunk on emotions and experiences – MUCH BETTER. Love the way you interpreted this prompt.

    • Kirsty says:

      I had to find something to blog about – pretty bad to set a prompt and not be able to write to it!!!!

  6. Vanessa says:

    Songs are so great for memory. I remember listening to a CD on my discman while on a greyhound between Seattle & Vancouver and I can still picture the scenery when I hear the songs.
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  7. I love your take on the prompt Kirsty. I don’t remember the first time I was drunk either because I was drunk lol. I remember being excited about an overseas trip when I was 12 though and also remember my first crush was a boy called Luke in primary school {I think it was grade 3 and I held out hope for a good 2 years or so but nothing ever happened}.
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    • Kirsty says:

      Hahaha – I think I was over my first infatuation after about 2 weeks! Clearly I wasn’t in it for the long haul…

  8. I don’t really recall being drunk the first time, or even the first time I drank. I can remember trying drinks at various teenage parties, and I can recall way too many drunken moments during university, one involved an ambulance being called, but luckily not an ambulance ride! As an adult I really don’t enjoy alcohol, I have half a glass of a sweet cider and I start to feel the effects, so one glass of anything is enough for me. Like you I remember making up stories on walks I would take through the bush and getting lost in my imagination and like you I still love writing and making stories come to life on a page. Have a great week

    • Kirsty says:

      I’ve never been a big drinker. The last time I got drunk was on the last day of work when I accepted my redundancy nearly two years ago. There’s a reason I haven’t been drunk again since!

  9. Tory says:

    I love the way you’ve answered this one! I chose the more literal path. I remember my first real infatuation was with my high school love Geoff. Still mates even after it burned out and we attended each others weddings. hahahaha

  10. Great prompt and I love how you’ve approached this. I’m linking up late and off prompt because once again, time isn’t on my side. Looking forward to having the business diploma studies out of the way in the next six weeks, so the real fun can begin.

  11. ha I probably remember the first time I was drunk more than I remember the first time I was drunk with any of these emotions! badddd memory

    • Kirsty says:

      I suspect you possibly hold your drink better than me Stacey. I don’t remember much at all when I drink. For instance, I still don’t remember much about the last time I was drunk, when I apparently tried to have a sleepover on my daughter’s floor! My husband actually blogged about it to let me know what I actually got up to 😉

  12. Ahhh … When I read the prompt I was like … ummm I’ve never been drunk, well I don’t think I have. Doesn’t that sound delightfully good girl like. My next though was getting drunk on nature, on sunrises and sunsets, on love, on family, on experiences. Then I read you post. As others have already said, and you have implied … these are the best type of drunk. Lovely post.

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