I remember when I was working at a bar that I used to drink every day. Drink heavily too, to the point where I fear I might have done some serious damage to myself; where if I have some body pain, I think it might be something terminal. I want to point out that the first time I experienced some form of withdraw was from cigarettes, back in the late 90's. I stopped smoking for a bit and had the shakes. It was pretty terrible. But this last time, I was gagging a lot, had the sweats, all of that stuff. I can't remember exactly how terrible it might have been but, I do remember that alcohol didn't always help. I didn't really have a understanding or make a connection with what exactly I was addicted to, to know that I was getting my fix. So in a way, I was ignorant about the addiction and only did it because it was something to do. Eventually though, being broke and forced to go cold turkey, eventually began to solve the problem.