...in order to meet this goal. It’s funny, from an outside perspective, I look like I really have my life together—good job, loving family, quaint little house, good friends, healthy pets, etc. But I know I am torn up inside, and it’s because of alcohol. Every bad decision I make and every time I disappoint myself, alcohol is there. It’s always peering down at me, knowing it has control over me.

I have to be strong and kick it in the teeth. I cannot let it control my life anymore.