Originally Posted by Deluxe

I drank myself INTO a career. It was a job I loathed. Had me flying all over the world away from my family and the pressure was almost indescribable.

I say INTO because I was in such a daze and was self medicating so badly that I just never faced the truth and managed my way out of it. I just kept turning up, getting on airplanes and reporting to the narcissistic animal that was my boss. That job almost killed me (with a little help from the drink of course), They seemed to think I was doing a great job even though every day was hell. A classic case of self-medication.