Part of why I stopped was because, for me, drinking didn't really ever have an end. I was either drunk, or in withdrawals--mild or severe, depended on the day--craving a drink to get me out of withdrawals, and that was all the time, every day, all week long. And being drunk wasn't fun, it was just better than suffering withdrawal symptoms. Pretty sad state of affairs when the best part of your day is a joyless intoxication.