The inpatient program I attended had lots of education on the brain and addiction, CBT, and other non 12 step stuff, but we had a mandatory daily AA or NA meeting and also direct instruction on "how to pray". I don't take any of that stuff too seriously and it didnt stick in my craw. It felt a little like passing the time, except that I was thankful for a situation where I had zero responsibilities for a month and I could regroup and dial my sh*t in after my "little breakdown". I already knew I wasnt ever going to drink again. It made my family more comfortable, so I did it for them. They deserved that from me.