My parents created a very high stress environment that established w/in me a general state of anxiousness and feeling that love is conditional.
I dated a gal from 8th grade until my freshman year of college, at which time she fell for a new kid in town.
I was inconsolable, had sh!t coping skills, and the only advice my parents new to give was to pray.
I wore my knees out for three months before alcohol came into my life and "succeeded" where God had "failed".
Throw in a bit of genetic propensity towards alcoholism, and the situation became a perfect storm.
I was aware of NONE of this until I quit drinking and began working a recovery program.
For me, the forensics are critically important because:
1. It was digging through my backstory where I discovered I was an anxious person and I tend to give love conditionally.
2. My unborn children are likely to inherit this same genetic propensity towards addiction.
3. For better or worse, I'm simply not ok w/not understanding they dynamics and circumstances surrounding my becoming an addict.
In short, I needed to dig into my past to understand and learn the kind of person I was going into recovery.