When I think of Qrow’s semblance, I think of thirty minute visits to the houses of the people you love the most in the world before leaving because you’re afraid you may make them hate you.
I think of tearing away from your team for fear of something bad happening to them, and when you try to explain they just don’t understand.
I think of learning how to crush your own emotions any way you can - booze, solitude, flooding your life with work - because emotions are social things and you are not supposed to be a social creature.
I think of watching your friends move on and grow closer and closer to one another until they get start getting married and wishing you could have something like that but telling yourself you can’t.
I think of the niggling thoughts that must spring up every time you hear something bad happens to your friends, because even if you aren’t around them you still think about them all the time and it might be your fault.
I think about blaming yourself for the death of the only people you’ve ever been close to, and convincing yourself you’re right about it.
It’s understandable why Qrow drinks, and why he acts the way he does. It’s a defense mechanism. He’s trying to stop people from getting too close.