I started in highschool. Always to get f*cked up. I never puked and usually ended up driving everyone. No DUIs, no fights, just miracles. Drinking age was eighteen so getting it was easy. By my early twenties the only limitation was money. I spent gigantic amounts of $$$ on cigs and drinking. To be honest, I lived in squalor so I could feel like sh*t. I my 30s I quit for a month a couple of times. It was really hard. Little did I know that the magic really starts after 60 days or so--that's why they always tell you to give it 90 days (duh!). Now I'm 46 and I'm getting close to six months sober. I'm in this way to far to ever go back. I have had enough.