Self Medicating in Mexico

In the past week, I have married off two serious ex-boyfriends, decided to extend my trip into Guatemala to work in an orphanage where road blocks seem to be rearing their ugly heads at every turn, and been groped by a man in a Cambi. On the positive side, the man invited me back to his house rather than recommending a cheap hotel. I left the Cambi running. I have my standards, and fortunately, quality of wine is not one of them.

How does one self medicate depression in Mexico? Why, the exact same way in the United States. With boxed wine and chocolate.