Australia is a nation of lushes, drinking alcohol to mark the start of something, an end, a birthday, an anniversary, or just because it is the day’s end. We can always find a reason to have a drink.
But while alcohol has been part of our social fabric since the First Fleet, we are drinking more now than 20 years ago. By “we” I mean women in their middle years.
Women, particularly those who are well-educated and have good jobs, are a boozy bunch and for us it is a steady soaking rather than getting stonkered in a short, sharp sesh.
We are bold about it: our so-called glasses of goodness feature in memes and pithy sayings. Drinking too much is still something to giggle about. But we know it isn’t – not really.
Like most other women my age, I have had periods in life when I was sometimes drinking too much to feel in control of it, rather than the routine being in control of me. Bizarrely, the times I drank most were times I would have said I was happy.
I think women of the middle years are commonly wrung out about work, about a recent separation or divorce, and about their teenagers or young adults. Many are alone. They might feel less desirable or healthy than a decade ago. For them, temporary escapism lurks in the fridge or in the liquor cabinet and getting fuzzy feels better than feeling stressed, lonely or sad.
Until it doesn’t any more. Despite being educated about the risks, our love for the most socially acceptable drug deepens.
Interestingly, all statisticians note is that drinkers are notorious for understating how much we quaff: our go-to is saying we have had ‘a couple’ of glasses. So if women are owning up to drinking more, goodness knows how much is actually being imbibed. The health effects of drinking too much for too long are enormous.
Try these: liver damage, diabetes, high blood pressure and stroke, falls and delirium. Not exactly glamorous. The problem is that our drink of choice tastes good. It is legal, cheap and social.
And due to the pandemic, it is now acceptable to drink alone. The latest findings are another wake-up call: discussions about alcohol need shots of honesty and chasers of reality. Some personal truths can hurt as much as the worst hangover.