Originally Posted by
Hevyn 
I remember those days of feeling chained, CoalEater. I never wanted to go to a move (2 hours without a drink?) or to a restaurant if they didn't serve alcohol. In the end, I was even taking it with me to grocery shop - pitiful. Never again.
That is the way I felt. Every time me and my family went somewhere, I had to stop and buy two or three big bottles of beer to drink in the car while my wife drove. I even snuck beer in a cooler to her softball games, and got caught doing that. If we did go somewhere where I couldn't sneak beer, or drink for awhile, all I thought about was going back home to drink. It was horrible.
I feel so free now. I feels so good.