I grew up on a ranch in SW Montana near Yellowstone Park. I started drinking when I was about 12, sneaking beers from the hired help. My first drunk was at age 14 when I still had a high voice and weighed about 110 lbs. It was wonderful! I got drunk, fell down a flight of stairs, fell into an irrigation ditch, got covered with mud, and crawled back up the stairs for another drink thinking I was having a good time.
I drank for another 28 years, sobered up when I was 42 years old, and living in the Midwest. I was a university professor at the time, working in my profession, which was veterinary medicine. I found a good sponsor who schooled me in the Steps, and helped me to come to terms with my alcoholism, and helped me to learn who I was and who I wasn't.
I'm now semi-retired, living in New Mexico, and have been sober for 29+ years (sobriety date Sept 12, 1982). My life is unbelievably different nowadays, and includes a God, daily prayer, sponsorship, service, and, most importantly, "passing it on". At age 71 1/2 I'm semi-computer literate, and this is a new experience to me to go to meeting "online." God Bless all here!