Well roughly - in 2006 my Mum passed away on the 6th April. I still miss her - I'm glad she saw me sober for the last couple of years of her life.
In 2003 on April 7th I signed up to an Alcohol Concern programme - to learn "controlled drinking" - the next year was frankly a total nightmare as I fought the drink on my own, unable to realise why I could stop then start again and think I was all fine and for it to explode in a matter of days again to a point where I was way out of control again... Stop, wait, start, explode.
Around April 8th 2004 I signed up to the same thing again, but was so despondent that I gave up the next day and resigned myself to a life of utter misery having to drink. Chapter 12 A Vision for You of Alcoholics Anonymous (aka the big book) sums it up superbly.
"He cannot picture life without alcohol. Some day he will be unable to imagine life either with alcohol or without it. Then he will know loneliness such as few do. He will be at the jumping-off place. He will wish for the end."
I was that person make no mistake.
Early April has a lot of memories for me. I can't believe that I'm now heading on a day by day basis to 9 years sober. 9 years! That is 18% of my life!!! Incredible and I'm so grateful to all who've helped me on my continuing trudge on the Road of Happy Destiny.