Alcohol Addiction

Not necessarily a trigger event, but just a downward spiral that thankfully was intervened on by my mother when I was 19 years old. Been sober 46 years now by the grace of God and it’s been an amazing and wonderful journey.

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No real trigger event (thankfully). For a long time was just fed up waking up the next day after being irresponsible (driving, arguing with spouse, not remembering conversations). Eventually just decided that I wasn’t capable of socially drinking and I didn’t want to throw my family, career, etc away for something so unfulfilling.


I always imagined getting in a collision where someone else was seriously injured. Even if the other driver is 100% at fault. You blow over and your life as you know it is ruined. Once you finally realize that then it’s a no brainer.

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Showed up to my wife’s son’s parent-teacher conference smelling of lychee martini and had to excuse myself to vomit. Haven’t seen my wife that disappointed since I told her I still liked football.

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I hope that you get the help that you need.

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Reverse tolerance is 100% true. I would have blackouts after 4 beers.

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Yeah, I just got to the point I couldnt drink as much, and finally just snuffed the habit.

I realized I was totally fricking miserable, was drowning in debt, and felt like I was on the verge of being fired.

I put a gun to my head and held it there quite awhile.

I ultimately decided that if I wanted to live, I had to admit that everything about the way I was living my life wasn't working, and that I had no idea what I was doing.

So basically, I had to just quit fighting, and let go. It took a long time, and was extremely humbling, but it's obviously the best decision I ever made.

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but I think when someone on their own concludes that they are sick and tired of being sick and tired - that is when real change will occur.

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Indeed. It takes a few times of hating yourself in the mirror, but it happens.

Went with my friends to Vegas one weekend before my boys wedding. We found our way onto the roof of Caesar’s Palace and started killing shots and took some pills one of the guys we were with scored.

Woke up the next morning and our suite was trashed. Couldn’t find my buddy who was getting married. Spent all day searching for him. There was a random baby in the room and a freaking Tiger!!

We searched around the city, found out one of our other friends in the party ended up getting married to a stripper (who was the baby’s mom). Got blackmailed by a small Chinese man who was naked in the trunk of our car. One of us got punched by Mike Tyson (who was pissed we stole his Tiger). Tracked down the guy who sold us the “ecstasy” which turns out was actually roofies.

We finally figured out our missing friend was still on the roof because we found his mattress on a statue outside Caesars. See, he threw it off the building to get our attention.

Once we found him we had just a few hours to drive him back to LA where he was getting married. Got him back just in the nick of time.

Wild fricking weekend. Been sober 15 years since.

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Ha! There is a 12 step program for that too. Believe it or not, that can wreck lives.

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Thats what got me drinking to begin with.

Got kicked out of my house and basically had an ultimatum.