I knew I had to stop when I woke up in a jail cell. I’ve driven drunk before when I was out but never caused much damage. Maybe a scratch on the car or something. I’d wake up in a parking lot a mile from the event I was at. At least I knew better than to try to drive all the way home.
This time was different. I was home, safe, no reason to leave but I blacked out and got behind the wheel. Enough is enough. Nobody was hurt, but if I let this happen again, that may change. Certain things aren’t for certain people, alcohol isn’t for me.
