A thought just came to me. Think of alcohol as one of those corrupt prisons in the movies, you are a good guy, but the warden keeps finding ways to extend your sentence. Knowing you'll die if you stay, you make a break for it and escape! Now you are running through the dark woods, not knowing exactly where you are going, just away from there! Whenever you feel an urge, that is the hounds howling out in search of you. Fortunately, you have made some outside contacts (us and meetings) who are willing to help you make your way to freedom. As time goes on, you will put more and more distance between you and your former captor. You will receive a new identity and make a new life. Just remember to stay clear of the area, as that warden never give up and you don't want this suspenseful tale to have a part two!