"[The bottle hiding] is one of the most humiliating memories [of my drinking days]. Remembering the stupid attempt to deceive my spouse and my family, spending more time figuring out how to cheat than how to live usefully. One of the most rewarding thoughts now is knowing I'm not going to sneak into the liquor store hoping I won't run into anyone I know; putting out the garbage can without sneaking the crushed glass into it; or waking up to my spouse's call on occasion without wondering, "Oh oh! What did I forget to hide?"