I was drinking around 12-18 beers a day...over the years I guess I just built up tolerance. Then I needed something more...thats when I hit the pills. It was all down hill from there.
I slowed down, when I saw how hard I was going to hit the rocks at the bottom of that hill. Call it Divine Intervention, etc. But I went and asked for help. As hard as it is, moment by moment, I am on the road to recovery.