I started drinking because I enjoyed it, and because I liked it. It had a soothing effect, and helped in social situations; it was the cool thing to do. Eventually it became a daily habit, a daily routine. Nothing wrong with that, right? Nothing wrong with sitting on the deck every night listening to the radio and downing a 12 pack plus, only to get more if I didn't catch the feeling I was looking for. Eventually I drank because my BODY needed it, not just me. My body would be so out of whack if I didn't get to that alcohol that I could hardly stand it, that's when it became an addiction.
My body is learning now to live without it, and it is becoming very pleased with itself lately, and I hope to not let it down.