Functioning Alcoholic Was My Proudest Label Until Two Liters of Vodka Couldn’t Produce a Buzz – Chris H.

About This Speaker Tape

Chris H. shares his story of alcoholism despite growing up in a stable, loving home with two normal parents. He traces his disease to genetics — alcoholism was rampant among his parents' siblings and grandparents but skipped his own parents. His first drink at 15 in boarding school hit him like a jackpot on a pinball machine, and from that moment he chased the feeling at every opportunity. Through high school and college he surrounded himself with other drinkers and never stood out, even as his thinking grew darker — driving past a friend's fatal Jeep wreck and concluding the dead kids just weren't as good at drinking and driving as he was.

Marriage at 25 brought the first cracks. On his honeymoon he caught himself thinking about his first beer at quarter to nine in the morning. His wife quit drinking after developing migraines, and suddenly Chris was the one passed out on the couch every night. He scored 17 out of 20 on an alcoholism questionnaire and wore the label "functioning alcoholic" like a badge of honor. When his wife told him she wouldn't relocate with him unless he addressed his drinking, his alcoholic brain reframed it as her choosing her career over him, and he left without a backward glance.

Alone in St. Louis with a high-paying job and no restraints, Chris drank without limit. Sent to England to close a factory, he hit a wall — two liters of vodka in three hours and no buzz. That moment of clarity led to his first rehab in West Palm Beach, where he arrived in such bad shape they sent him to a locked psych ward for a week. He felt euphoric after detox — body healing, spiritual stirring from the steps on the wall, brain working again — but by week three convinced himself he was still a functioning alcoholic. He left, relapsed within hours, ended up in another psych ward, relapsed again, and five months later was back in treatment for good.

The second time Chris was willing to do everything they told him, including staying longer than 28 days. He got a sponsor, worked the steps quickly, and his world changed fast. At six months sober a fellow member named Gerald recruited him into Hospitals and Institutions work at a state work release center. Gerald showed up once, then handed it off — Chris did that Monday night meeting every week for twelve years. Working with men coming off long prison sentences became the purpose he never would have found on his own, and he credits alcoholism itself for forcing him into a life of usefulness he never would have chosen.

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Timestamps

• 0:00 Introduction and Big Book reading from page 29
• 2:30 Chris introduced — West Palm Beach, sobriety date December 10, 2001
• 4:00 Growing up with normal loving parents but alcoholism all through the extended family — recessive gene theory
• 6:30 First drink at 15 in boarding school — two bottles of wine on a mountain, brain lit up like a pinball machine
• 11:00 Honeymoon camping — thinking about his first beer at quarter to nine in the morning
• 15:00 Wife stops drinking, Chris takes the 20-question test and scores 17 — proudly calls himself a functioning alcoholic
• 19:00 Wife's ultimatum reframed by alcoholic thinking — he packs up and leaves for St. Louis
• 23:00 England factory closure — two liters of vodka with no buzz, moment of clarity, brother sends a rescue party
• 30:00 Rehab euphoria followed by week-three delusion — leaves and relapses within hours, calls the coke dealer
• 37:00 Gerald and the Monday night work release center meetings — twelve years of H&I service that changed everything