I'm really not sure I ever wanted to quit - I just wanted the pain to stop. Even when I didn't drink all that much the night before, I'd still wake up with a hangover. My body was trying to tell me that it really wasn't able to process alcohol anymore.
I got tired of giving in to this chemical and letting it control my life. Even though I felt the same as LaFemme (not caring if I lived), I knew I'd have to go through losing everything, getting hospitalized, and watching my children agonize over it, before I got around to dying. I was already having a hard enough time functioning. I was just way too tired to face even more physical, mental and emotional problems.
The good news is that after being sober for a week or two, I actually started to smile again and care again. I even cared about ME. What a concept!
Hope you find a reason to stop, too.
