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I've been lucky enough not to have an addiction to anything... well besides smoking. BUT, I have been on the outside looking on on family members with addiction. My dad is an alcoholic. Has been for as long as I remember.
When I was 8, he went into the hospital for surgery on his organs after he pretty much killed them. (Which organ is it? I don't quite remember). On the day of my brother's wedding, we had to go to the hospital to visit my dad. He then went into rehab, got out, and was in AA for eight years. After eight years of total sobriety, he fell back into drinking. Sure, at first it was a drink here, a drink there...
I now don't associate with him. He showed up at Christmas one year and yelled at me because I told my son to tell him no when he tried to get him to drink a beer. He calls random family members up at 3 in the morning, drunk. He's a well known name to the police officers, from being arrested so much for PI's (his license was taken away a long time ago).
I do have to say, though, that growing up with that, I rarely drink. I know that it's healthy to just let lose every once in a while, but that's a rare occasion. I know that alcoholism runs in my blood and I don't want to end up like my father.
I have also learned to have a low tolerance for drinking in guys. A beer when he comes home from work while he's watching the news is okay. 3 beers and half a bottle of whiskey is not. Not to me anyways.
I'll stop ranting.
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