I laughed

When I drank I laughed until I cried.  When I started to cry I could not stop and all I wanted to do was die!

No more time for the bottle

Time in a bottle is where I used to hang out with my insecurity.  Time in a bottle is where I use to hide from everyone and everything.

Dead drunk

Dead drunk was probably the ultimate goal at my lowest point.  I just didn't know how to live another day under the influence.

A thought...

Without sobriety my obituary would be long forgotten.

Going down

Sometimes rock bottom is the best place to find success cause it certainly can't be found under the influence!

The progression

One drink became many.  Many drinks became hours of drinking.  Hours of drinking turned into a night of drunkenness.  Night became day and remorse gave me a bitter jolt that seldom lasted longer than nausea and tears.  This was my pattern for twenty painful years.

Half dead

Half dead is what I became when alcohol first made it's presence known in my life.  From that moment forward sobriety or death where the only possible alternatives.