The day I quit drinking was the day that I accepted that I am an alcoholic and that I could not quit without help.
After my last bender, I still had my career, family, and health but the mental anguish was the worst I have ever experienced.
I just knew that there was more to life than the obsessing-drinking-remorse cycle I was in. Nice life!
I think it's in one of the BB stories: "do you want this to be your bottom or do you want to get hit even harder?" That stuck with me. It can only get worse if I keep drinking. But it became so much better once I made the decision to reach out for help. No drinking, no obsession, living life!