Drinking a driving is a fuck up no ifs and or buts,
I fell alseep at the wheel going 70 mph after driving from San Fran to Tswassen ferry, after a poor sleep in my old style Bronco I continued up island and fell asleep, crossed the white line, went off a 15 foot bank, sailing through the air and landing nose first, flipped upside down and backwards clipping off a telephone pole sized fir tree at about ten feet in the air with the roof, just behind the passenger side of the truck. We then spun around again landing on the roof. I had a full rollcage in the vehicle and it saved the lives of my best friend and my dog not to mention my own. The truck was so far in the bush that we couldn't find it the next day for about an hour, There was nothing salvagable from that thing. Injuries were minor cuts and incredible aches for two days after. I could not even get in a vehicle for 6 months I felt so guilty for nearly killing my friend. It took me a year to drive again. I cannot imagine what it would feel like to have hurt someone like that but suicide comes to mind. I was golden that day and have since lived through other large crashes and been close to some very serious logging accidents but that episode really sticks with me even 25 years later.
Every one makes mistakes I think it is luck that stops mistakes from becoming tragedy.