I have worked the steps and every now and then still check in with a meeting. I failed many times.
Lasting a week, sometimes a month, occasionally a couple of months. But I'd always end up finding an excuse to 'fall off the wagon'.
Then one of the 'old timers' at a meeting I was making a show of attending said to me, "Do you know why this is not working for you? You haven't hit rock bottom. It may be waking up in a gutter or next to someone you don't know. We all have our own rock bottom."
I smiled, nodded and moved on.
Got back drinking and carried on.
Then one morning, after a 'great' night out I woke up next to my wife who looked like she had been in a car accident.
She was purple.
When I asked her what in the name of Christ had happened she said, "You happened. You happened to me. You did this."
My father was a spiteful, violent, alcoholic and I despised that about him.
To this day I have no recollection of laying hands on her but I feel sick every time I think about the state I had made of her.
That was my rock bottom.
I went to a meeting that day and did it properly because I never wanted to see in my wife's eyes that same contempt I had felt for my Father.
This is why I rarely involve myself with the "AA Jack" chat.