Sorry for your loss. I am sure most folks here have had alcoholism or another kind of addiction touch their lives in some way. I know I have, in a multitude of ways. Really sorry for your friend.I just got the bad news today from my pal who walked me through the doors to sobriety.
There were 3 of us who grew up on the same street, were in the same class at school from our first day in 1971 till our last in 1984.
Maybe due to something in the water, inheritance of genes, our social environment or a mixture of all three, we all developed the same dysfunctional relationship with alcohol in adulthood.
Big John was first to the nightmare but got sober at 27 having lost a promising football/soccer career and his father to the same disease of alcoholism the year before.
He was the guy who walked me through the doors of my first meeting in 2010 and the guy who drove me in 2012 to the gates of the rehab hospital. I'll be forever grateful for his patience and selflessness.
With Tony (one of the best piano players I've ever heard) we've not been so lucky, he hit the bottle hard in the early 90s after losing his father to the disease. His father had been 25 years sober himself but a year after having his first drink after 25 years was gone. Needless to say, it hit Tony hard, and he'd been on the same downward spiral ever since.
Despite our collective efforts, Big John and I never managed to help him get sober and we've watched a guy with a 'drink problem' slowly turn into a shadow of a man over the last 30 years. From a guy in his 20s with a good steady job and regular gigs to a guy at 57 who stays in his room in his mother's house, all day, every day committing suicide in instalments.
Mrs K is heading down to our old town to see his mother (my old nursery teacher) to offer some support, because she is also Mrs K's Alanon sponsor. I can't imagine her heartbreak at losing a husband and son to alcoholism in a 30-year nightmare.
I've mixed feelings just now, relief that Tony is now at peace, grateful for my own reprieve (contingent on my daily decisions) but also a mixture of sadness and anger to have seen a kind and talented friend's life go down the toilet over a painful 30-year period.
There but for the grace of God go I.
Rest in peace Tony.
Pulling for you, I would like to see you posting here for a very long time. Sounds like you are off to a good start.Sorry for Tony and all who knew him.
I am currently going through this very same problem. I have cirrhosis of the liver, and am undergoing medical treatment. Haven't drunk a drop since I had an ambulance ride in early February. Don't plan on ever drinking again. In the past few months my liver seems to be repairing itself. Fingers crossed I will be buried with the same liver I was born with.