Nu, good move coming on here. I still come and at least read every day. I don’t dwell on the medical classification of where on the scale I was, personally I don’t see the point. Like you, it would probably be a little Avenue my Allie brain would use to create a little wiggle room to start thinking “I wasn’t so baddd...”
Yeah right. I wasn’t so bad... YET.
I hadn’t gotten a DUI or hit anybody with my car
I hadn’t lost my job
I hadn’t lost my partner
I hadn’t suffered health consequences
YET
I’m thoroughly convinced I was on the very edge of all of those things. Dumb luck, divine intervention, maybe I just quit in the nick of time.
I don’t want to chance it again. I’ve got a pretty good gig these days. A wife I love, a job I love, freedom. I look forward to my physical every year, cuz my doc says I have “a beautiful liver.” If looking forward to my doctor telling me I have a beautiful doesn’t convince me I’m an alkie who needs to stay clean... I’ll take the good results over bad consequences any day!
Keep it up man, you ve got this!