In my case, the choice to start drinking was made for me. At the age of 2, I had a glass of wine with Sunday lunch. I was drinking every week from then on. By the age of 13, with my parents knowledge and blessing, I was drinking a sherry, or gin, with my lunch (or two, sometimes three). Drinking in my house began at 9.30am'ish, and went until you went to bed - with a nightcap. I have severe alcoholism on both sides of my family for at least three generations - including my father who died of alcohol related cancer. Every single member of my family has a complicated and issue ridden relationship with alcohol.
I have made a choice. To not drink anymore. I am currently white knuckling it through the first 100 days. When I reached out for help to my GP, as we are exhorted to do, in stiff tones of disapproval, they referred me to a website. That was it. Thankfully I have my amazing husband, children, brother in law, and some good friends for support. And to keep me honest!
This is after my children had an actively alcoholic mother for all their childhood. They were well loved, well cared for, but it has had one hell of an impact, which is the source of my deepest grief and guilt in life.
I could not, however, have just 'chosen not to drink' until I did. God knows I tried, so bloody, bloody often, adding to my grief, despair, guilt, and shame. I had to come to that point at a time and a place where it was not only possible, it was imperative, and no longer possible to evade.
This is the hardest thing I've ever done. If you can drink without being addicted to this drug, which, after all, is pretty much designed to be addictive, you are fortunate enough not to be able to have a visceral understanding of the tentacles of addiction keeping you entrapped - and how much society is set up in its attitudes and practises towards alcohol, in normalising it and keeping you there.
Sorry for how long that was.