When I think back to those years I was drinking, I can honestly say that I never had an anxiety/panic attack and I was'nt nearly as prudish, conservative and inhibited as I am now. Back then, I'd have a round of beers, followed by a pizza, another round of beers, light up a big cigar and make love far into the night while listening to some nice music. I was a great socializer too and got out a lot more. Of course, a lot of that was the alcohol and if I had continued down the road I was on, I'd probably have a really chewed-up liver by now and other health probs. Still, when I drank it was about the ONLY time I ever felt "sane".