I liked the story KB....thanks for sharing!
Your dad has my complete respect for being able to get off, and stay off the booze!

Originally Posted by
kingbeefy
I would agree. Everybody handles things different and I admire those who know their limitations. If you can handle a drink or two and just relax it is a great pleasure. If you tend to never be able to stop at just one, it becomes a great disaster. My dad realized after years of heavy drinking that he would never be the kind of guy who could have just one, and when it nearly caused a divorce with him and my mom he proved his commitment to her was greater.
He has also told stories of when he had just quit, he would wake up in the middle of the night, go downstairs to a bar he had built, pour a drink, and stand staring at it and shaking he wanted it so bad. It certainly was an addiction for him, not a source of enjoyment or relaxation.
I'm one of the "can't stop" group and I've been sober since 1988. I wish I didn't understand not being able to stop and envy those who don't understand. But I'm a binge drinker and once I start, I don't....make that "can not" stop until the booze and/or money are all gone or I pass out. To make matters worse, I blanked every single time I ever drank and have no memory of events that transpired during the drinking.
There are times where I wish I could sip a nice glass of rye whiskey with a cigar, have a cold beer on a hot day or just sip a bit of wine with a meal. But that's not going to happen. I might get away with it once or twice but eventually I'd have that second drink and that would be the end of my life as I've worked to make it.
I know it can be hard to understand. One of my oldest and best friends in the world didn't get it. It took some patient explaining before the light bulb went off over his head. Let it suffice to say my family and friends were all happy when I got sober. It turns out in the end, I'm pretty happy about it too. I have good life, a woman I love by my side (who loves me back!!!!) and was able to raise a child to adulthood. None of that would have ever happened had I kept on drinking. In fact, drinking cost me two serious relationships, one that was a marriage and the source of my son who was born in 1989. In the end, her drinking (yeah, she was and still is a "practicing alcoholic") and me fighting to stay sober is what ended that relationship and I went on to raise my kid alone for the next 10 years.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
***William Ernest Henley***
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