I’ve been able to hold my liquor since college. I drank too much and then imbibed an illegal substance I’d be ill-advised to mention by name here and ended up freaking out at a friend’s party, needing to be taken home and put into bed to ride it off. None of my friends or roommates had much fun that night.
I’ve gotten drunk since then, sure. But that nasty experience was the last time I galloped full speed ahead over my limit. And it was certainly the last time I drank so much I needed other people to take care of me.