Stop the madness. If you need alcohol treatment(and you know you do) then stop fuckin’ around and do what you’ve got to do. I did and I’m way better off than I would be if I didn’t man up and I kept doing what I was doing. I’m not going to regale you with the terrible details of my drunken stupor days, but I can definitely say that it was a bad time for me and my family. I always knew that there was definitely a problem with my drinking but I was never ready to fully admit that I needed help. That was before my wife gave me the ultimate ultimatum. She basically told me that it was her or the booze. That’s when I called the alcohol treatment center.

When I got to alcohol treatment I admit that I was a bit skeptical about it being effective but I stuck with it because I knew that it was important for me to complete the program. I didn’t want to let my wife and kids down, but I really wasn’t sure it work. When I think about my time in alcohol treatment I always thank God that I perservered and made it through. Now that I’ve been sober for three years I guess my wife was right after all. Wow, I better make sure I never tell her that.