My husband cheated, abandoned us and tried to burn down our church. I drank over all of it--for 18 years. I'm on day 2 of sobriety after years of violent relationships, an arrest and almost dying more than a few times. He went to prison and got sober. Doesn't take a genius to figure it out. I told myself all these years that I deserved to drink after what life had done to me. What kind of crazy thought is that ? Honestly, when you really think about it it's nuts: Life has been mean to me. So I'm going to try to make it worse.