I went into rehab in Sept. My family forced me. They thought it would be a magic cure. I came out and drank 6 days later much to everyone's dismay.
Jan 2, "I" called treatment and begged them to take me back. They got me in the next day there is usually a 2 month wait.
I made the choice. I was different: I am different. My husband took me back. He never gave up. The children are a bit harder but I am working on it. Sometimes it just takes what it takes and is what it is.
I am not saying take him back only you know that answer. But you could be supportive. There must be something good in him for God is giving him another chance.