I recognised myself as an alcoholic somewhere between my failures to sustain a quit and my whacked out suicidal ideations of drinking myself to certain death to end my insufferable life of deep despair, loneliness, and uselessness as a human being.
Yeah.
I wasn't at all surprised when I finally quit for the last time that I was earlier correct about being an active alcoholic after sharing recovery fellowship with other recovering and recovered alcoholics. I was though totally surprised and completely blown away on what real meaning being a recovered alcoholic drug addict has proven out to be in my everyday life since quitting so many years ago. I'm still learning, still growing, still finding more opportunities to realise the potentials of my recovered life.