I once read, "If you’ve got a problem with alcohol, the solution is easy. Just stop drinking. Because if your problem is with alcohol then when you stop, it will go away. But if you're truly an alcoholic, it's not that easy. Because when you stop drinking, the problem really begins.” And that's what my 2016 was. Dark. Dark and sober. I couldn't hide behind the whiskey anymore. I was exposed and destroyed. Anyone can hide. But no one can hide forever. And in hindsight, lucky for me it only took seven years to be found. I have a few people to thank but particularly the one who saved me that day. He knows who he is. Sometimes the brotherhood is dissonant. Sometimes they talk behind your back. But he approached me with concern and love and with a really harsh dose of reality. And I finally knew then if I kept going I would die. Or worse, kill someone else. So today is a good day. It's been almost 19 months since I took my last drink; alone and sobbing in the d...