So I quit drinking because of thyroid issues, and now that those are getting sorted out, I thought I'd start slowly again, because booze = fun. But no. Booze ≠ fun. Booze = massive hangover. One drink, on a full stomach, and with lots of water, and I'm a miserable, tired, depressed, crabby, headachy mess today. It doesn't make my stomach want to die anymore, but evidently my brain still can't take it. I even had my drink with Tito's vodka, which is gluten-free.
I have the sads. Maybe I can try again in 6 months.