Everybody, I mean everybody, has a relationship with alcohol. Casual, toxic, or full blown head over heels in love. In my family, I have a sister who is estranged from alcohol, another who is in a destructive relationship with the juice, a brother who is in denial about the love of his life. On the other hand, my older brother apparently have a casual relationship with the drink.
Oh, you don't drink, you say? Like a priest, I guess some of you take a vow of celibacy.
But everybody has a relationship with alcohol.