I didn’t suddenly wake up one morning and realize that I was an alcoholic, that’s not the way it works. Slowly, through the fog of addiction and the overwhelming craving to drink, it dawned on my crazed mind that something was not right. Alcoholism doesn’t care who it gets, and when it’s got you, it wants you dead. I very nearly became just another statistic, another bloated corpse in the morgue.
The story of my journey through this debilitating and life threatening condition will both amaze and frighten you. I should be dead.