At the last company I worked for, there was a woman who used to always smell like alchohol. I had heard of some things she had done when she had gotten drunk at a friends house one night. She sent me an email the following Monday, saying how sorry she was that she had behaved the way she had, and said she hoped that it wouldn't have an impact on our friendship. We weren't good friends by any stretch, but we had spent some time together. I wrote her back and said I didn't want to be in the middle of it and that it had nothing to do with me, but it did. I lost all respect for her after I heard what she did at my friends house.
Even watching her recover after joining AA, I couldn't respect her. To me, she was just a nasty person. I now have a greater appreciation for her struggle.