Elmer. i think at some time life gets bad for everyone. i once reached a point where i was driving down the motorway wishing a lorry would come over the central barrier and crush my car. Why?
.... because i didn't want to commit suicide because i knew it would destroy my mum... so the lorry seemed a better option (like me getting run over by a lorry wouldn't destroy my mum..??).
i'm not even sure i wanted to die to be honest. what i wanted was to not have to wake up and think about the thing that was making me depressed everyday. i needed a break from it. when i got to work, tears streaming down my face, i rang the doctor and booked an appointment.
when i saw the doctor and she asked what was wrong, i said "i think today i was one step away from committing suicide" and explained what happened and the reason behind it. it was something i had bottled up for years and she was very supportive.
i think the most important thing, is recognising how bad things are becoming before they get so bad that you can't turn back. which i think is something you may have done already.
what you need to do first of all is work out if its the depression that's making you turn to drink or the drink that's making you depressed, then deal with the problem, because one won't go away if you don't sort the other.
if it's the drink causing the depression, that's the problem you have to deal with.
if its the depression that's making you turn to drink, then you have to work out if it is like manic depression (a chemical imbalance in the brain) or reactive depression (a reaction to a situation that happened)... and that way you can put yourself on the right track to recovery. manic depression is a medical condition that can be controlled by drugs, whereas reactive depression is normally helped by short term anti-depressants and counselling.
and get on the bike.... i once read in Lance's book something about someone asking him what pleasure he got from riding. he said he didn't do it for the pleasure, but for the pain. i can totally relate to that. when it gets bad i find the only place i can't cry is on the bike. the physical pain takes away the emotional pain.