The Dark Side Has a Key — And Alcohol Knows Where It Is
There’s a version of you that lives in the quiet. It doesn’t speak often. It doesn't need to. It waits. Observes. It’s the part of you that carries every insult you've swallowed, every moment you felt small, every wound you've wrapped in silence. It’s patient—but it remembers everything.
Some call it the shadow, others just know it as the side of themselves they’d rather pretend isn’t there. The one capable of lashing out, of saying the cruelest thing possible in the exact moment it will land deepest. The one that wants control when it feels powerless. The one that is willing to destroy a bridge just to feel like it has something to hold.
This dark side is not fiction. It lives inside everyone.
We spend our lives managing it. Building structures around it. Logic. Boundaries. Reflection. Apology. Self-awareness. But those structures have a weakness. And that weakness is alcohol.
Alcohol doesn’t make you a different person. That’s a lie we tell ourselves. Alcohol simply opens the door that the rational part of you works so hard to keep locked. It numbs the part of the brain responsible for restraint. It throws a sheet over your empathy and tells your anger it’s the one in charge now.
It breaks the stable doors and sets the bull free.
That bull isn’t new. It’s not “who you are when you drink.” It’s who you already are, under the right conditions—unfiltered, unchecked, and ready to charge. And unless you're willing to see that, to name it, to take ownership of what lives inside you, you'll always find a way to blame something else. The situation. The other person. The stress. The past.
Or the drink.
But drinking doesn’t create cruelty. It reveals it.
Which means responsibility doesn’t disappear just because the bottle is involved. If anything, it becomes more urgent. Because someone who refuses to face their dark side will keep hurting others and keep calling it a mistake. Keep apologizing without changing. Keep insisting they’re “not like that”—while becoming exactly that, again and again.
Not everyone drinks to excess. Not everyone uses alcohol as a key. But when you notice your worst behavior only comes out when drinking, that isn’t a coincidence. It’s a pattern. And patterns are only broken when they're acknowledged.
The truth is: we all have darkness. We all carry things we don’t say out loud. But maturity isn't the absence of those things. It’s the willingness to admit them. It’s knowing when to take a break, when to cut back, when to stop. It's understanding that the line between “okay” and “not okay” isn’t always clear—until you’ve already crossed it.
So the work begins in the mirror. Not in blaming others. Not in minimizing harm with a laugh and a drink of water the next morning. It begins when you ask: Why did I say that? Who was I trying to hurt? What part of me felt the need to strike?
And more than that: What am I willing to do to make sure that next time, I don’t open that door again?
Because if you don’t—if you keep letting alcohol hold the key—you stop being someone who occasionally slips.
You become someone who regularly destroys.
The dark side isn’t evil. It’s human. But left unattended, unaccountable, and unchecked, it doesn't just ruin relationships or reputations. It ruins self-respect.
Eventually, you’re not just breaking others. You’re breaking yourself.
And the worst part is… you won’t even notice until the silence is louder than the shouting ever was.
Thank you for reading.
Ana.
Fantastic insight into how alcohol can 'unlock' the worst of us. It's all fun until it isn't. Most of us have seen the impact of alcohol either ourselves or someone else. These days I can't really touch the stuff - it's an ongoing battle to stop my husband (bloody Englishmen) and get him to recognize that alcohol is NOT a reward for a hard day or a job well done, but that it'll give him a sleepless night and a headache and put him on a different plane to me. I think if we weren't together he'd be alcoholic though he swears otherwise! In his younger years and in the early party of our marriage alcohol certainly unlocked some horrible shit. These days he only drinks once in a while and he can stop after two glasses of wine if I give him my look, haha.
Ohhh the wife look. I love that.
I have found myself on every sure of alcohol, the good and bad for myself, and good and bad from others. I relate to what you and your husband have experienced. Most know the dark side.
I have a dopamine addiction- I love being happy and if something is aiding in that happiness it can be difficult to allow myself to get off that ride. I'm pretty good at recognizing if I'm getting to close to crossing that line from the good to bad. But... young me, not so much.
This is what growing up is, adulting self.
My father in law sounds very much like your husband. My mother in law needs to learn your look, and he needs to learn to see. I will write a post, someday soon, about the super expensive bottle of rum I got them for my FIL's 60th and how that led to me not drinking for ~3 years.
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The comments you make here on alcohol being the key to some "darkness" within us rings so true. My darkness is so often loneliness, likely being the subject of an overbearing mother and a single child, from an arranged marriage.
Regardless, when I drunk, I get cuddly. I get affectionate. All the things I struggle to be when I'm sober - but lately (as in the most recent 2-3 years) good friends have helped bring that out in my sober self.
Without excess, without the flamboyant proclamations of loving the pavement, the street light, the hallway table.
I've had other darker, sadder encounters with alcohol, but never violence from my own form. We've all seen that violence in others, those "Demons" but, as you say, they've always been there, and they've always lurked within.
Some people can't control those demons even when not impacted by substances they selectively choose to ingest. The thing I hate, though?
Music Festivals. Alcohol. Sporting Events. Alcohol. Art Exhibition Opening? Alcohol. Party? Alcohol. Celebration? Alcohol. Commiseration? Alcohol.
It seems to be the answer to every question and the way almost everything manages to pull a profit. Perhaps that is the darkest comment on its nature. That so many things would not be viable without Alcohol.
And that is true sadness.
There's a lot of truth in your post. I very much enjoyed reading that.
Alcohol is a mirror, and as every mirror, it can be used as a tool. Consciously slipping into the unconsciousness, the dark side to check the progress one has made in the inner works. Most recreational drugs can have that effect, if used intentionally, in a controlled environment. But most people are not aware enough to be able to handle that, they use it to numb the personality, to let out the animal and not care about their behavior for a while, not having to keep up the charade, as they have that excuse of having been drunk. And are even cheered for that.
Currently, getting wasted on whatever is a wanted behavior. "Blow off steam", so you can keep grinding, exploiting yourself and others and maintain the appearance, the superficiality.
Very interesting indeed. Gotta go to work now, or this answer might've become very, very long :-D