Throughout this two-year period of continuous drinking, it truly became a coping mechanism for everything. I never took the time to process the events that led to my relocation from Los Angeles to Vietnam. Consequently, I resorted to drinking more. Faced with a toxic work situation, I found solace in alcohol, exacerbating the issue. Every time a situation, be it positive or negative, arose, my response was to drink. Before I realized it, drinking had become the sole consistent habit in my life, a pattern shared by every other expat I knew.