I couldn’t look at gin (or any spiritous alcohol for that matter) for a long long time after getting spectacularly legless on it one evening, to the extent that I had to spend three days in bed and then spent a week unable to stop crying because I was so utterly ashamed of myself. No-one else was involved in this bender, fortunately, just me! It started in a fit of rage and got totally out of control.
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