I never wanted to drink with no consequences. I didn't give a damn about the consequences. I just wanted to get drunk. Every time I picked up. Always.
Why am I saying this? Because I guess for me knowing this means there is no fantasy. No daydreaming that I could ever drink 'normally'. Now I have hope ~ and faith that my life will continue to improve. Yes, sometimes I have a fight with my AV...that's OK. It will get better with time.
I feel blessed to have escaped too, as Leigh said. It is an absolute miracle.
I am watching my older sister who has everything a person could ever want on the planet lose her health to this disease. It is hard to watch. Just as it was hard for my parents and sisters to see me go down the drain with the Chardonnay for so very long.
This disease gets worse. Really. If we are blessed to be able to halt it in its tracks, well fantastic. That is something to be truly joyous about.