Bars suck.

Lately, I've noticed that I've started to really hate bars. This is a new development. For a while, even after quitting, I'd just get a mocktail or NA beer, and I'd be fine. I mean, I *prefer* to avoid bars for obvious reasons, but if a social event or other outing happens to take place at one, I was okay with it.

But lately, I simply *hate* them. I dread going to them. They're boring, loud, and full of obnoxious drunks. It's miserable.

I guess the silver lining is that bars don't make me want to *drink*, they make me want to *leave*. And that's probably a good sign for my sobriety.