Alcohol was a huge part of my life. Like, yuuuge. I would have to say that I knew I was an alcoholic at the age of 17. My first drinks were out of a 1.75-liter bottle of cheap vodka. Quite the way to awaken the unsuspecting alcoholic. If only I knew.
The drink plagued me for almost 5 more years. In that time I fell off a 30-foot building, flunked out of college and got three driving under the influence citations. I was told that I would never walk again, wasn’t cut out for higher education and that I would never get to drive a car again in the United States. Today I can walk, have a college degree and a valid driver’s license.
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