Well… I started smoking cigarettes at 11 years old. Woulda been about the same time I was drinking cider laced with voddie, which was very easy to obtain as my nan ran a country pub which we visited every weekend. A few years later I added super skunk to self-medicating list. Guess I was very lucky I didn’t go much further down the druggie route, which is very surprising seeing as I have/had an addictive personality. If I liked something - no matter what it was - I’d want to do it again & again & again. I stopped the skunk about 15 years ago. Binned the cigarettes a year later. I like a nice glass of wine most evenings. Just the one. I now drink it for taste, not for effect. I spent as much time as possible out of the house to keep away from my crazy parents. “You treat this place like a hotel” is what they used to say. I used to be pretty sure I wouldn’t have been knocked about & mind-fucked in a hotel. But hey, here I am. Still here 😊