Hell, it's a cancer; we all have a terminal diagnosis. I find hope and strength in yours, and others, ability to resist. Otherwise, I would be drunk everyday of the year and long since dead- no shit!
Happy Holidays, y'all.
I did black out drunk every day for ten years. It was a tough life, especially in between being drunk.
On the other hand, the complete lack of caring and responsibility are alluring in some ways now.