Totally agree with Expat.
I used to drink between 100 and 200 units a week at the age of 26.
But I couldn't possibly have a problem - after all, I held down jobs and rarely touched spirits. I just kept hoping it would get better soon - maybe tomorrow - and meanwhile looking out for people who appeared to drink even more than I did.
I would have loved to cut down at the time but I just couldn't make it happen. Whenever anything went wrong, the day's "ration" would be gone by 8pm and I would be staring down the barrel of at least another 4 hours to bedtime; or else I would hit my target and then realise, with horror, that not only was I expected to repeat that the next night, but ideally cut down even further. Before I knew it I would have rescheduled the whole exercise to the next night. Or he next week. Or the next month. Or any time, just so long as it was later, just not tonight.
Sincere sympathy for anyone going through anything like that tonight. If it's any comfort at all, I do know what you're going thorugh, even if I sound like a nag or an evangelist sometimes ...
Anyone who doesn't recognise it, ignore me - lucky you! If you do recognise it, take heart - I found a way out, and so can you.
S