Social Alcoholic

My husband and I have figured out the perfect cure for my social anxiety. Alcohol. One-drink Rachel will think about doing things she never would do. Two-drink Rachel will make plans to do things she would never do. Three-drink Rachel will do things she never thought she would. And four-drink Rachel will do things that three-drink Rachel would never think to do. After that I am invincible, or at least I think I am.