Over the years I have been all of the poll options. Most recently a binge drinker on the weekends due to my last feeble attempt to moderate. This time quitting for me is different because I chose a path. I promised myself that with this last attempt at moderation that if I couldn't do it that was the end for me and I had to call it quits. One would think that threat to myself would work based on my love for drinking. Those weekend beers with the girls were my solace and made the rest of the week worth living (or so I thought). Even with the self imposed threat of having to face total abstinence I still couldn't do it. That's just how extreme and powerful alcohol is over an alcoholic.
After 35 days I am beginning to look back at my life and realize how much alcohol ruled my life and that really, it wasn't the alcohol that made my life worth living, it was stopping me from having a good life. It took me this long to start to really understand that.