Hello Peeps, Thought to stop by to share with you my sad alcohol story, reason why I joined this forum not just to share it with you, but also to try to prevent others from doing the same stupidity I did. I must start by saying none of my parents or other relatives suffered ever from alcohol addiction, but liked to drink socially from time to time. I remember myself being just a few years old when my parents allowed me to taste a sip of beer, nothing to worry about, as either the small glass of eggnog I used to share with my family on Christmas time by age 12. At high school, one of my teacher told us the importance of knowing how to drink to avoid be surprised by any jerk wanting to abuse due to our inexpert drinking behavior. Still no alcohol problems at this stage or the next, college time, time to start mixing my own drinks and feel proud of my ability to keep alcohol under control. However alcohol abuse got me after college and it`s so ridiculous think of this now, but yet so serious that I was close to dying. Happens that my father used to share with me all kind of alcoholic beverages he used to buy and store at home to give them away later as gifts for this friends. I had literally tons of brandy, vodka, tequila, whisky, and many other beverages, that I still used to prepare my cocktails or have a shot when needed, but one fine day I asked my father for financial support and he said the "magical words" that condemned me: ¨I'm giving you alcoholic beverages, don't ask me for money." So, he gave me alcohol? Well, let´s drink it all in revenge for denying me the money.... And I began to nonsense drinking all the wine in the world until I lost control of myself and probably was a miracle what kept me here alive. From then onward, everything has been trying hard to stay sober all of those years. Lesson to learn would be, never try alcohol to resolve your problems, nor use it as a tool for a stupid "revenge" that may only hurt yourself as I did.