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Yes, I was an alcoholic
When I was younger, I was an alcoholic. I turned eighteen and was allowed to drink and I came home drunk pretty much every night. My uncles threw me my eighteenth birthday party and hell I was hung over the next morning. My uncles laughed at me the next morning as I had a massive headache. I was hung over. They teased me about my hangover.
My alcohol use continued until I enlisted in the Army, When I arrived at Ft. Jackson, SC, we weren’t allowed to drink. When we arrived at Ft. Benning, GA, we weren’t allowed but two beers the entire time we were there. When I went home on leave, I really didn’t drink that much. My first night in Germany at in processing station, I stayed home because I was afraid of getting lost.
My first night at my permanent station my roommates invited me to go to a bar with them in Bremen some thirty-five km away from the base. That’s the night I met Hans and my world really brightened. He was a very hot fifteen year old and that was the statute of limitations. We went out to the the bar and had a couple of beers to celebrate after making love. Naturally, I paid for his beers.
My drinking led to a lot of problems for me in my first unit. One night I was so drunk, that my room mates beat the living shit out of me. It was four on one…