From my book, Getting a Winning Verdict in My Personal Life—
I knew Liz was thinking about leaving me. I really didn’t blame her. There were too many late nights with lipstick on my collar and too many of my phony, stupid lies that demeaned us both. There was too much irritability caused by too much alcohol. I was stuck. I needed help. I was literally drowning myself. I was concerned about my liver. If I didn’t quit drinking, I could die. I am not sure I really cared at that point. I was depressed and afraid. Afraid to lose my lifestyle. Afraid to lose my family. Afraid to lose my life. What could I do? The answer to my dilemma came with sudden swiftness.
