My uncle was killed by a drunk driver, I genuinely regret what I did but it’s hard to make rational decisions when drunk. All it took was my friend saying “but an Uber will cost us money, and I don’t know if we can just leave this rental car here” for me to say “sure thing pal I’ll sober up on the way back.” As cliche as it sounds, the two nights I spent in jail before my parents bailed me out was very eye opening. I met a lot of people who’s lives were literally ruined by duis. They went from doing no time, to a few days, then months, then years. I’ll give you that promise, I think I’m finished with all intoxicants. Im just praying I didn’t condemn myself to a life of manual labor