From the April 2010 magazine.

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He knew all the liquor stores within 10 miles, but couldn't quiet the voice inside

I AWOKE in a cold sweat on a couch with a voice screaming in my head. I must have passed out early. I looked around to see where I was. When I realized it was my house, a brief second of peace washed over me, but then the screaming in my head quickly resumed. I could hear the upstairs shower turn on. When I heard my wife climb into the shower, a mad dash to find some booze was on. I looked in all my usual hiding spots. No bottles. I went and looked in the garage and found an almost empty bottle of vodka. There were maybe three shots left. As the warm vodka ran down into my empty stomach...

-- DOUG E.

Indianapolis, Ind.