Personally I never wanna have another drink as long as I live. There is nothing but death and destruction there for me.In my own experience, when drinking, restraint and common sense seems to abandon me. Climbing into a car after a few highballs? Many times. I used to get blackout drunk, wake up in my own bed usually. Always without any money and sometimes with bruises and loose teeth, black eyes. After one of these incidents I quit drinking cold turkey. Went 12 years without a drop. Decided on a hot day mowing the lawn to drink one of the old lady's beers. Tasted so good I drank another. Stopped again for two years. Now I occasionally will have a beer or glass of wine, bourbon and ginger ale. We are talking a couple 3 times a year and only one drink. Unlike a large portion of my family, many now deceased. I don't believe I was an alcoholic but I was on the path to becoming one. Marijuana is a different story. I partied once maybe twice a week in my teens until early 20's. If you wanted chicks, you needed to party imo. Come 1982 the military started urinalysis. I stopped, every job since also tested. I stayed stopped for 40 years. Come retirement last year I partook twice over a couple weeks. It wasn't what I remembered. Will I do it again? Most likely, but maybe with a strain that doesn't leave me comatose like the weed given to me. I severely doubt it will ever become a regular thing like back in the day.
And I might bring innocent others along with me, which I have zero right to do.