Relatable story
My qualifier relapsed 11 years ago and flew to Las Vegas gambling and drinking.
I was done.
mayors wife, mom, others asked me to try to get him back into rehab. No one knew where he was but I had to stop in Vegas to pick up a car and met with him after tracking him by his gambling addiction (rated).
Long story short he said no... still drinking and now in LA on skid row after 2 near deAth experiences. He is still thirsty. From the penthouse to skid row... the disease is progressive.
they have to find thier own way out and they have to be willing to do what it takes....
He was the love of my life... chemical brain explosions do not make for a happy, healthy, stable life!