I went to my first party yesterday, which naturally involved my first time heavy drinking as well. Since this might be a memorable moment for most ex-Muslims, I thought I'd post about it here.

So I'll just skip to the part where I started with the alcohol. A close friend of mine, whom I've told I'm not a Muslim anymore, poured me a drink, I think it was something called Peterman (note, I live in Europe so I don't know if it's an international brand) and it was 20% alcohol. He mixed it with some Coca Cola and gave it to me, I told him perhaps it was a better idea to start small with beer but he practically forced it on me.
What followed next were a few more (about 6) of what I think were 25cl glasses of Whiskey and Jack Daniels mixed with Coca Cola. In the end I only had one beer.
The taste was horrible, I had to eat a lot of potato chips in between sips, and even more in between glasses. I also drank two full glasses of water after finishing every drink, it was the only way to get the taste out of my throat. And I also read that alcohol usually dehydrates the body so that's also a reason why I kept drinking water regularly.
After my fifth glass I think I was drunk, well I don't have experience so I don't know if I was drunk or just tipsy. But anyway I did notice a change in my personality, I was more open to talk to people I didn't know. It's not like I'm a shy person or anything but it's just that I could start talking to people I've never seen before and act normally like we've always been friends. And also I apparently like to speak Dutch after drinking, everyone there spoke French.
But there was a point when I couldn't tolerate anymore smoke from cigarettes so I went into the backyard to get some fresh air, I kept going back and forth because every time that smell would disturb me and make me want to vomit. At about the third time I was chilling in the yard looking at the stars with a glass of water in my hands, I suddenly threw up. I was expecting it as I went there specially to puke, but it somehow caught me by surprise. But after that I felt a lot better.
A little later I told the host that I'm fucked up and I want to sleep, he showed me to a room with a bed and handed me a plastic bag in case I need to go again.
Fast-forward to this morning, I woke up with the need to vomit but couldn't and it stayed like this until I went home and slept again. But only that feeling of having to throw up and not being able to is not fun at all, and I also had it the night before which made me want to go to bed early.
All in all, I don't think I'll be drinking again at the next party, or at least not as much. The feeling that makes you forget about your worries and pushes you to have a good time is only euphoric in my opinion, and the after-effects aren't worth it either.

TLDR - post that has nothing to do with Islam, only alcohol. And I conclude with "fuck everything about alcohol".