My name is Abdul Wajid and I am an Alcoholic / Addict. I have slept on sidewalks eaten out of garbage cans and begged at gas stations for change. I have survived two hostage situations and one hostile takeover of a sovereign state, better known, as my 3 failed marriages. My life at its worst, I prayed for death being too cowardly to take my own life. Thus, did I decide to continue this march through the gates of hell until the bitter end. Though horrific, my story is not unique. I am one of hundreds of thousands that have endured a state of being which appeared hopeless and never ending. Never do I remember as a child dreaming or planning to become a crackhead. And while wielding superior athletic and intellectual ability in high school, the Marine Corps and college, never did I believe that I had a problem or that my drinking and using would turn on me, in such a way as to destroy me, at my essence. Still, there I was a junior at USC one year, on my way to jail the next. Little did I know, that my body, mind and soul was sick. That relief was not only possible, but highly probable and all I had to do was become willing. My life today is filled with love and joy. I have four beautiful daughters and one son. Three of which attend college, two soon to graduate. I no longer take hostages in relationships nor have I found it necessary to drink or use for over 16 yrs. I am gainfully employed and have a host of friends and acquaintances. Folk no longer lock doors when they see me coming, this includes the ex’s. This turn around in my life is nothing short of a miracle and it is happening daily for others just like me. The road to a better way of life is broad, all-inclusive and waiting for those who choose to follow some simple suggestions. I found that, I knew way too much about not enough and didn’t know enough about way too much.