Booze is bad, even that glass of red wine with dinner, says science.
Alcohol makes my body feel really, really bad, but it took me much longer to let it go than gluten and even (most/habitual) sugar which also have direct negative effects on how I feel. The longer I go without it, though, the less I remember why I was so hooked on it. (Still will sip my husband's drink bc I do like the taste, but it no longer makes me want my own. Maybe the exception is a cold session beer on a hot day!) So I've found this flip really fascinating, and it's made me think a lot about what I am and am not willing to notice with regards to what *actually* makes me feel good.