Hi George,
I've been there. In my medical file is a report from a domicillary nurse who visited me as part of the follow up to a spell I had in the nut farm. It describes my living conditions with these two words "Absolute Squalor".
There was this nice man from AA who used to check on me too. I din't like the sound of what he was ofering. Not my thing going to meetings, and people were too open and honest which I found a bit frightening.
I didn't get any better and eventually hit the bottle and left town. I remember being in a park in Auckland with anther drunk. I had lost my job and place to live. I had $2.00 in my bank book. We were discussing the fact that from a certain angle it looked like $20.00, and would we be able to persuade a bank teller that this was so.
A few more cold nights and disasters, arrested again, then back to my home town where I had no friends left. Then what this nice man from AA had been saying came to mind. Might as well check it out. Haven't had to drink since.