e liquor store, buy a pint of vodka, and chug half of it down before his shift began.

That's when his life began to fall apart. Work noticed his performance and he was abusing his sick leave also. Thus commenced rehab #1 for him. But, as true alcoholics are, denial of the problem won out. He didn't believe had a problem. He didn't drink to get drunk, he did it to make his world fit. What was wrong with that. Then he got his first DUI. Then all the problems began to escalate and his wife could handle it no more. So a divorce after 12 years took care of her problem. But what about his?

He started to realize he "did"

Let us take a look inside a functioning alcoholics lifestyle. One would say at first, "Oh yuk! What a disgrace. What a burden to society." That is the outlook of the average citizen of the United States, and probably the world.

But let's delve in a little deeper and look at one in particular. His name is Richard. He grew up as a normal person, had the schooling and the life of what we would call normal. But in his early teens he found alcohol. He found that it made his world a whole lot cheerier, a whole lot easier to deal with that awful feeling he'd always had in the pit of his stomach.

So whenever he got the chance, he drank. It made his life so much better. His perspective on his reality changed for the better when he did this. Then he found marijuana. This was in the '70's, when it was easy to get. Wow, he had found a whole new way of customizing his reality to fit him. Plus, you didn't have to hide the alcohol on your breath, and you weren't hung over the next morning. Perfect.

What he didn't realize was that he suffered from depression. He thought that sick dreadful feeling he always had was just the way everybody felt. He hadn't a clue it was depression. So he continues on in his life making that feeling go away by smoking pot. Then he finds love. He's 17 and had never been in love before.

Richard gets married at the tender age of 18, and as most 18 year olds are, thought he knew everything and had complete control of the world. But his new wife doesn't like him drinking or smoking pot, so now begins his life of deception. For ten years he secretly gets high at work. Smoking pot had become his only only way to survive the God-awful reality he had to deal with if he wasn't high. But it was hard and tricky to do.

In the meantime, the couple gave birth to two boys and had a nice little family going for them. That's when his wife gives in to them partying by drinking beer on the weekends with their friends. Thus began Richards real taste of what alcoholism was really like. It never became prevalent before because he was smoking that funny stuff. But now, with the okay from his wife, alcohol took over.

Slowly but surely it became his mainstay. He'd gotten a job at the Post Office working the night shift. And he had to work the weekend, so he couldn't party with his wife and friends. But oh, he'd so gotten used to the way it made him feel. He felt normal, he thought, like everyone else. So he began drinking at work. On the way to work he would stop at the liquor store, buy a pint of vodka, and chug half of it down before his shift began.

That's when his life began to fall apart. Work noticed his performance and he was abusing his sick leave also. Thus commenced rehab #1 for him. But, as true alcoholics are, denial of the problem won out. He didn't believe had a problem. He didn't drink to get drunk, he did it to make his world fit. What was wrong with that. Then he got his first DUI. Then all the problems began to escalate and his wife could handle it no more. So a divorce after 12 years took care of her problem. But what about his?

He started to realize he "did"

nce, he drank. It made his life so much better. His perspective on his reality changed for the better when he did this. Then he found marijuana. This was in the '70's, when it was easy to get. Wow, he had found a whole new way of customizing his reality to fit him. Plus, you didn't have to hide the alcohol on your breath, and you weren't hung over the next morning. Perfect.

What he didn't realize was that he suffered from depression. He thought that sick dreadful feeling he always had was just the way everybody felt. He hadn't a clue it was depression. So he continues on in his life making that feeling go away by smoking pot. Then he finds love. He's 17 and had never been in love before.

Richard gets married at the tender age of 18, and as most 18 year olds are, thought he knew everything and had complete control of the world. But his new wife doesn't like him drinking or smoking pot, so now begins his life of deception. For ten years he secretly gets high at work. Smoking pot had become his only only way to survive the God-awful reality he had to deal with if he wasn't high. But it was hard and tricky to do.

In the meantime, the couple gave birth to two boys and had a nice little family going for them. That's when his wife gives in to them partying by drinking beer on the weekends with their friends. Thus began Richards real taste of what alcoholism was really like. It never became prevalent before because he was smoking that funny stuff. But now, with the okay from his wife, alcohol took over.

Slowly but surely it became his mainstay. He'd gotten a job at the Post Office working the night shift. And he had to work the weekend, so he couldn't party with his wife and friends. But oh, he'd so gotten used to the way it made him feel. He felt normal, he thought, like everyone else. So he began drinking at work. On the way to work he would stop at the liquor store, buy a pint of vodka, and chug half of it down before his shift began.

That's when his life began to fall apart. Work noticed his performance and he was abusing his sick leave also. Thus commenced rehab #1 for him. But, as true alcoholics are, denial of the problem won out. He didn't believe had a problem. He didn't drink to get drunk, he did it to make his world fit. What was wrong with that. Then he got his first DUI. Then all the problems began to escalate and his wife could handle it no more. So a divorce after 12 years took care of her problem. But what about his?

He started to realize he "did"

pot. Then he finds love. He's 17 and had never been in love before.

Richard gets married at the tender age of 18, and as most 18 year olds are, thought he knew everything and had complete control of the world. But his new wife doesn't like him drinking or smoking pot, so now begins his life of deception. For ten years he secretly gets high at work. Smoking pot had become his only only way to survive the God-awful reality he had to deal with if he wasn't high. But it was hard and tricky to do.

In the meantime, the couple gave birth to two boys and had a nice little family going for them. That's when his wife gives in to them partying by drinking beer on the weekends with their friends. Thus began Richards real taste of what alcoholism was really like. It never became prevalent before because he was smoking that funny stuff. But now, with the okay from his wife, alcohol took over.

Slowly but surely it became his mainstay. He'd gotten a job at the Post Office working the night shift. And he had to work the weekend, so he couldn't party with his wife and friends. But oh, he'd so gotten used to the way it made him feel. He felt normal, he thought, like everyone else. So he began drinking at work. On the way to work he would stop at the liquor store, buy a pint of vodka, and chug half of it down before his shift began.

That's when his life began to fall apart. Work noticed his performance and he was abusing his sick leave also. Thus commenced rehab #1 for him. But, as true alcoholics are, denial of the problem won out. He didn't believe had a problem. He didn't drink to get drunk, he did it to make his world fit. What was wrong with that. Then he got his first DUI. Then all the problems began to escalate and his wife could handle it no more. So a divorce after 12 years took care of her problem. But what about his?

He started to realize he "did"

in to them partying by drinking beer on the weekends with their friends. Thus began Richards real taste of what alcoholism was really like. It never became prevalent before because he was smoking that funny stuff. But now, with the okay from his wife, alcohol took over.

Slowly but surely it became his mainstay. He'd gotten a job at the Post Office working the night shift. And he had to work the weekend, so he couldn't party with his wife and friends. But oh, he'd so gotten used to the way it made him feel. He felt normal, he thought, like everyone else. So he began drinking at work. On the way to work he would stop at the liquor store, buy a pint of vodka, and chug half of it down before his shift began.

That's when his life began to fall apart. Work noticed his performance and he was abusing his sick leave also. Thus commenced rehab #1 for him. But, as true alcoholics are, denial of the problem won out. He didn't believe had a problem. He didn't drink to get drunk, he did it to make his world fit. What was wrong with that. Then he got his first DUI. Then all the problems began to escalate and his wife could handle it no more. So a divorce after 12 years took care of her problem. But what about his?

He started to realize he "did"

e liquor store, buy a pint of vodka, and chug half of it down before his shift began.

That's when his life began to fall apart. Work noticed his performance and he was abusing his sick leave also. Thus commenced rehab #1 for him. But, as true alcoholics are, denial of the problem won out. He didn't believe had a problem. He didn't drink to get drunk, he did it to make his world fit. What was wrong with that. Then he got his first DUI. Then all the problems began to escalate and his wife could handle it no more. So a divorce after 12 years took care of her problem. But what about his?

He started to realize he "did" have a problem with alcohol. He went into rehab again, as the first one didn't take. He'd lost his job at the Post Office and decided to try his hand at cooking while he was in rehab. They let you leave the rehab house to go to work, and breathalyzed you when you came back. Richard found he could do this. At the place that he cooked at he met wife #2.

Pretty soon he moved in with her and, to his knowledge, she didn't know he was an alcoholic. But heck, Richard still didn't think he was an alcoholic. She had two boys that needed a father, so he stepped right in. They got married. But Richard found out his new wife liked to smoke pot. So much the better for him. Now he didn't have to drink to get rid of that sick feeling. He could smoke it away. Which he did for nine more years.

Then one day while they were getting high she says to him, "I want a divorce". Richard asks her why, and she says, "I'm just not happy". Being the person Richard is, he can't see her being married to him if she's not happy, so he says "okay" and packs his stuff and moves out to an apartment.

For the nine years they were married, Richard had gotten back into being a machinist and had a solid job at a place he had worked at during those nine years of his second time around. Now this is where our funtioning alcoholics life really takes a twist. He had good friends at work that he really cared about. One of them must have felt sorry for him going through a divorce, so he invites him into his section of the shop they worked at and turns him on to a hit of crack cocaine.

All at once it dawns on Richard as to why his coworkers had been missing so much work lately, and a few of them had even quit. They were hooked on crack. After his whole life of addiction, Richard knew this was no way for his friends to go. He goes home that evening and contacts the DEA and the Sheriffs Narcotics department.

He begins a quest of what he thought was going to stop his friends from going down the same road he had already been on. He gets involved to the point that he quits his job and even moves a crack dealer into his place to enable him to collect much information on the main source of where this devastating drug is coming from. He becomes addicted to this drug so he can "look" like one of them.

To his chagrin, both of the agencies use him to make busts, but they do it at his place, which ruins his credability with the dealers of that drug world. He has been used and hung out to dry and still addicted to th