Yeah some would consider me a high functioning alcoholic. Including myself on some days. I make a six-figure salary working from home in my pajamas, have a new car, a luxury apartment, can buy myself whatever I want, yada yada yada.
Inside, I'm a mess. And have relapsed for the millionth time.
Who cares about all the possessions and crap when I'm miserable?
I know a guy who has seven years of sobriety, is homeless (but living with an AA friend) and delivers food for a living. He's one of the most amazing people I know. I want to be like him, even though he's broke and homeless.