Four days sober here after years of this mess. I am slowly beginning to see how all those years my life was constantly consumed with this sickness. The hiding of bottles...different liquor stores I would go to because I was ashamed they would peg me as a worthless drunk. Hoping the neighbors wouldn't see all the empty cans and bottles in the trash. Hiding my drinking from my wife and the panic I would feel if I didn't have enough liquor in the house to get through until tomorrow .
Being sober feels like freedom. Maybe this is what the serenity thing is all about.
October class...please count me in.
And thanks to all for the support. Its nice to know someone out there "gets" me.