I started drinking in elementary school with my dad. He was an alcoholic. We'd get drunk at weddings with my uncles. There was a time when we drank heavily at work and used to clock distances by how many six packs it would take to get there. When I first got married my wife would call hospitals to see if I was in there, as surely I wasn't such an ass to just be out drinking... Of course booze was not all I abused.
I remember planning to quit on New Years, and then driving to the first holiday party of the season I thought what a joke that is. Let's see, I'll be partying hard for the next two months and then drink till midnight one day and quit?? I didn't drink at that party and then had to explain myself for the next dozen..."No, I'm not drinking anymore" I quit for a year and a half. And then I learned to count to two. A six pack stays in my fridge for months. When I'm out and about, I may have none, or one, but never more than two. Now that isn't exactly true, in the past 15 years there have been a few times where I was at a hotel...only had to push a floor button to get home and I drank to excess. A handful of times in 15 years vs. almost every night....I'm glad I made the change. I'm sure you will be as well.