Why I hate alcohol?

I always wondered why I look for a deeper meaning to life and things comprising it.

Take alcohol for example. "Normal" people around me drink alcohol and seem to enjoy it. I on the other tried to avoid social exclusion by forcing myself to drink on a number of occasions always resulting in me feeling deeply disgusted. Not with myself, as some might expect, but with the alcohol drink.

See, I was raised in a family where drinking was not only a regular routine but my grandfather even took me as a child to help brew the rakia /high concentrated alcohol drink in Bulgaria/.

Every one was fascinated by the flavor, consistency and taste of the drinks produced, while I just could not get over it.

I have a very highly developed sense of smell and taste therefore everything I ever smelled or tasted was rotten fruits.

I thought I was the problem for a long, long time as I was the one that had to refuse the lovingly offered drinks for years and years and could never tell anyone my "secret".

As the years passed people got used to my strangeness but I could never get over the revolting feeling of smelling or tasting alcohol drinks.

Even today I often hear people talking about the exquisite taste of the variety of wines and how well they go with different dishes.

Despite the eloquence all I can smell and taste is rotten grapes or various types. The revolting smell is so deeply underlying all other sensations that I often wonder if people are so culturally blinded by cultural and peer pressure that they convince themselves that the grate variety of rotten fruit juice left to age is "so amazing"...

Call me stupid but I just can't force my senses to culinary appreciate and consume what is meant for de-greasing equipment or other industrial purposes.

If any of you look for deeper meaning of daily things we enjoy in life you might be surprised like I am... how strange our cultures actually are...

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