This is why I stopped going out with some people. At one point, I just realized:

- They weren't adding to my life in a positive way.

- I didn't want to drink, get a hangover, wake up late, and feel like crap the next day.

- I didn't want to complain about my life. Instead, I wanted to work towards a life I loved and to take care of my mind, body, and soul.

- They weren't motivated to, or had any desire, to change and improve themselves. Although they were unhappy, they were ironically "happy," to stay stuck in this cycle of drinking their problems away on the weekend.

- I don't need to drink to have fun and enjoy my life.