In June of 1988 I was working as a GSR in San Jose. I was not what you would call a model employee. I abused my sick leave and when I did show up, my work was very poor. My supervisor had been on me hard and I was in the positive discipline process for quite awhile before he gave me a decision-making leave to decide if I really wanted to work for this company. I returned and asked to see an EAP counselor. He got me into an outpatient program right away. I was raised by an alcoholic father and a codependent mother so I learned that drinking was the only way to live at an early age. I never thought of myself as an alcoholic until I was on the verge of losing my job. I hated all aspects of my life at that time and could not see any way out of my situation. Getting into a treatment program saved my life. I learned that I was not alone and that help was as close as a phone call. I had some very good people give me the support I needed in my hour of need and I am still in contact with many of them 22 years later.