This could have been written by me. My drinking resulted in the exercise of TONS of horrible judgment. I ruined my marriage and caused untold pain to my former spouse and my children, and many others. I quit cold turkey about 11 years ago, January 29, 2009, at age 55. I had tried numerous times over the years to "set limits" (two beers a day, for instance), but that only opened me up for making exceptions to those limits on occasion after occasion, and that, in turn, just made me more pre-occupied than ever with the subject of alcohol. Finally, I decided I needed to just get the subject off the table, for good. For me, this time, the key was to keep it simple and NON-dramatic: I declared myself thenceforth to be a non-drinker (doesn't have to be a big deal; it's just that from this day forward, this is who you are); to think of myself as liberated, rather than deprived; to be "retiring" from a long and vigorous drinking career; and, probably the most effective thing-- I immediately started telling damn near everyone I knew that I had quit, and knowing how many eyes were on me definitely factored into my staying with it. Good lord, I can't tell you how awesome it is to wake up every morning feeling great-- no headache, no sick stomach! And to think I was once a guy who thought (seriously, honestly thought!) that life couldn't be any fun without alcohol. Now, I don't even think about it day-to-day. Best to all who face this issue!