Early in my abstinence from alcohol I was more staunch about going to A.A. meetings, practicing the steps to solve a drinking problem which enables me now to work on other issues. Thank you Alcohol Anonymous and all the honest, open and willing members proof that there is a solution.

I am 9 months without a drink. Its amazing and literally everything about my life is better without booze. I can recognize that with full clarity....but, my insane alcoholic brain still wants to drink. I have been going through a rough patch at my job, nothing that I wont get past, but god damn drinking sounds like a nice solution right now.

I am not going to drink. I don't know why I am posting this. I just want to get it out, I guess.

My roommate is an alcoholic who does nothing but drinks all day everyday. Usually 15 shots of 99 proof liqour with some beers. The other day was a special occasion so on top of the usual he had a 5th of casamigos and a pint of Amsterdam vodka on top of his usual. Now I am not going to go into the whole story. But the aftermath was kind of scary.

When I found him he was faced down with the empty pint of Amsterdam next to him. Unresponsive, wouldn't wake up as many times as I yelled or shook him. Eventually he did get up and with my help stood him up but he stood there and wouldn't respond. It was like his eyes were open, but he didn't know what was going on, that I was even there, and he wouldn't even say anything back and respond to me. Eventually his eyes rolled back and he fell back on the ground so I had to call ambulance. Even when they came he was unresponsive so we had to lift and carry him.

When I got him a few days later the lady said when they tested his bac it was over .38 and he is lucky to be alive. When I picked him up he had scrapes and scratches all over his body from falls that day. And he tells me he does not recall anything drom that day. Insane stuff. I also felt bad for the people working there, they told me when he started to sober up he wouldn't stop yelling and swearing at the people working there likely because he was confused. My roommate said he does not remember that either.

6 months tomorrow!

4 years ago, we had our daughter, and the relationship changed a lot. My husband is burned the fuck out.

But since I got sober, I have become thoroughly aware of how stuck in a rut he is. I used to assume it was due to my drinking, or I was in a rut as well, or I was so focused on hiding my drinking I didn’t care.

For the first few months, I really just focused on my sobriety, and my attention is starting to be turned to my home.

I am active, healthy, growing spiritually, and even making a few new friends. He is working, golfing, drinking, neglecting responsibilities (like months worth of yard work), and just seems depressed. The disparity is agonizing. Oh and dis I mention my libido is at an all time low in sobriety? So that is not helpful.

I fully intend to stay married and I want this to improve more than anything. He has agreed to couples therapy with a great therapist I trust deeply, but can’t attend the first session due to something coming up at work.

Anybody been there? Does this get better?

Thanks for reading!

ETA: my husband didn’t necessarily want for me to get sober and was very surprised at my decision. He’s supportive in words, but admittedly wishes I could still drink.

So two years ago I successfully got to seven months mark and then fell off. Now it’s all consuming my life.
Yesterday I decided I need to change. I’m unhappy and among other things.

Any suggestions on how to get through the first 10 days - those are always the hardest. Thank you 🩷

When I first got out of treatment I was on my “pink cloud”. I must have fell off of it. I still have no desire to drink or drug. I’m thankful of my
Sobriety everyday. I’m waiting for jobs to call me back to start working again. I hope the routine will cheer me up.

Grown ass man at a young persons meeting won’t stop harassing me. Get a grip. Jesus.
Been avoiding certain meetings because of this. (Just venting)

Edit: I just hate the normalcy of exchanging phone numbers, talking to strangers etc. for some context I’m male and had a situation like this at work I dealt with for over a year and it made my life a living hell. I’m now free from that and here goes this bs. Fml

My drinking has gotten to a point where I’m genuinely scared and I don’t know how to get control of it. I keep telling myself I’m going to stop or that I’ll only drink a little, and then once I start, everything I’m supposed to care about seems to go out the window. I’ve been failing responsibilities, falling behind on things I need to do, and becoming a version of myself that I hate when I’m drunk. One of the worst parts is how I’ve been treating my boyfriend. I’ll get extremely angry and berate him, say horrible things, pick fights, and sometimes barely remember everything I said afterward. Then I sober up and feel absolutely terrible because I know being drunk doesn’t excuse hurting someone. Alcohol has become what I turn to when I’m anxious, angry, lonely, overwhelmed, or something goes wrong, but now drinking is creating even bigger problems than the ones I was trying to escape from. I’m scared of losing my relationship, screwing up my future, and continuing to damage myself if I don’t change this now. I’m posting because I think I’ve finally reached the point where I need to admit that this is a real problem and I need help. For anyone who has been at this point before, what actually helped you stop the cycle and start getting your life back together? I want to stop drinking but at the same time I don’t want to stop drinking. Ugh having so much anxiety.

This is going to be my first ever post on reddit. Hello!

I started going to an addiction treatment center in my town about a month ago, they are weekly and always on thursdays. I haven't drank yesterday and plan on continuing to do so until the 3rd of sept, date of the next meeting. I am also completely broke atm so that will help!

Just wanted to share this, I know it's not much but I think posting this could help me having some form of accountability...

I stopped going to AA because i wasnt doing so well mentally and id just take over the entire conversation compulsively, i tried so hard not to but i couldnt help it. i knew it was a problem so i decided not to go anymore till i improved my mental health so. i was a self aware compulsive egomaniac and got on everyones nerves. im done a lot of self improvement since then but i kept relapsing over and over again due to chronic pain, and i was feeling suicidal due to the chronic pain for a long time, i couldnt even shower or partake in any hobbies, it was hell on earth and debilitating. alcohol was the only thing that made me stupid enough to forget the pain was there i started using kratom so that i could have a somewhat functional life without the pain and it led to me only having a few slips drinking in the last several months compared to multiple times per week. i did relapse two days ago, which was a bad choice and proof i shouldnt do it alone

its allowed me to actually have somewhat of a good relationship with my family instead of constant irritability and being unable to speak to or see anyone, and respect from my family for the first time in years because im no longer the mean drunk i once was.

my plan is to get therapy and treatment related to chronic pain so i dont have to use it anymore but i did have one alcohol lapse. im concerned i wont be allowed back into AA meetings because im self medicating with a natural painkiller. i dont feel comfortable making relationships or going back to my old sponsor's in AA while hiding this as its a no no for many of them and that would be wrong but also could lead to a massive falling out.... i want help for my alcoholism, i just dont have an alternative for pain treatment right now. i feel like i need help still, im not sure if there are any subsets of AA groups or related meetings that typically allow temporary harm reduction for things like physical pain? my plan ultimately is after i complete some big responsibilities i have i am starting a program for chronic pain therapy, and speaking to an actual doctor so if the professional deems it necessary it will at least be moderated not by me but a prescribed medication instead of kratom, but in this very moment it would burn down my life to quit before these responsibilities are done with over the next month or so

Hey guys so I have been 40 days sober as of today and actually been going and enjoying meetings. I go to 5 or 6 a week but i’m finding a balance (monday is NA, wednesday is an all women’s AA, Thursday is book study, Friday is open but i go to distract myself from going out and Sunday is a young people’s meeting but every 2nd sunday I want to go to a committee for NA). In my young people’s meeting there are a couple people who I met who are willing to be sponsors but I don’t really know what that entails. I’m kind of an awkward person and don’t know if having a sponsor is good to maintain sobriety or if people have done so without one. I am also a chronic relapser so this is the longest I have been sober off anything since I was 18 years old when I first started using and drinking. Any advice or details would help! Thanks in advance.

Hi all. I’m looking for meetings with a young-ish crowd in NYC if anyone has any suggestions. I’m late 20’s. Preferably a mens group to make my home group

Currently elsewhere in treatment with a heavy emphasis on AA. This time around, I’m really connecting with the literature as I’ve hit my subjective version of bottom and the words actually mean something to me now. I enjoy my club I attend daily and will miss them dearly, but when I return to the city I’d like to hit the ground running with a home group and other meetings! Thank you!

WILLINGNESS TO GROW

September 01

If more gifts are to be received, our awakening has to go on.

AS BILL SEES IT, p. 8

Sobriety fills the painful "hole in the soul" that my alcoholism created. Often I feel so physically well that I believe my work is done. However, joy is not just the absence of pain; it is the gift of continued spiritual awakening. Joy comes from ongoing and active study, as well as application of the principles of recovery in my everyday life, and from sharing that experience with others. My Higher Power presents many opportunities for deeper spiritual awakening. I need only to bring into my recovery the willingness to grow. Today I am ready to grow.

— Reprinted from "Daily Reflections", September 1, with permission of A.A. World Services, Inc.

I’m having a tough time understanding if I’m seeing my partner slip into addiction or not. We both are in our late 20s. We got together a couple years ago. We’ve had our shares of lies and broken trust and almost relationship collapse. We’ve survived everything, she changed a lot and prove herself to be a good partner and a potential wife and mother to my future kids. She serves my family and my relatives well, is amazingly in love with me and happy and progressing in her life.

The drinking part started around last year. She always had a feeling of missing out as she was never able to enjoy her teen years like I or other people do. I had my own policy from the beginning that I would party with my friends once every few months but would never drink alone or when stressed. She knew about it. But since she always had this feeling, we used to casually drink (very rarely to the point of blacking out) for 3-4 days whenever she came to meet me every month (we live far away).

Then gradually she started to drink alone as well, always letting me know. And again, never to the point of blacking out, just till everything felt good. This eventually kind of stayed and increased a bit. So now every time we meet, we drink and alcohol is the first thing on her mind. She makes sure we have alcohol at home so she could have a couple beers or a wine glass at night. We went on a vacation of 10 days and we drank everyday, again, not much. But everyday. And when done with the vacation, I asked her to take a break of 1 month which she agreed to.

I caught her bring a wine bottle at her place today. She hid it from me and when I confronted her, she gave excuses. Now I don’t know if I’m being too hard or not. I told her I’m not against partying, we shod definitely get drunk every once in a while but drinking even little amounts everyday is a bad direction. She would be totally fine starting the day with a wine glass.

She never misbehaves and never shows any wrong behaviour after getting tipsy. Always nice and more talkative, which I believe is the reason she also likes to drink a bit before any new social encounter.

I’m sure about me and I know how much control I have but I can never be sure about someone else, even if that’s my partner. I got mad at her today but every time I get angry I get into a dilemma whether I’m overreacting or am I thinking okay. Part of me feels this can head into a completely wrong direction. Part of me thinks she just wants to enjoy her 20s while it lasts. We both are successful career wise and it all doesn’t make much clear sense to me.

TIA.

I’m very nasty when I drink. I black out most of the time when I’m out with other people. I caused issues with me and my ex ( part of the group ). Now they all blocked me and told me they want nothing to do with me. Are they right to not want to be my friend because I black out ?

Hello everyone, Newcomer here. I just wanted to write and share my experience regarding my first meeting today for other newcomers who might be nervous for their first time as well as long-term members to input anything that might help this new chapter of my life. Upon writing this post it has been slightly over 24 hours since I last touched alcohol.

Quick backstory about myself: I am a 26 year old male who has been drinking since basically everyday since 18. There hasn’t been a week in the last 8 years, that I’ve went without alcohol. I have became to accept that I was highly dependent on alcohol. I am starting this journey due to hurting loved ones and ruining relationships with those I love. While I sort of knew I had a problem, my biggest fear surround sobriety was simple. I figured that you cannot have fun unless alcohol is involved, so I chose to keep drinking. I would avoid certain events that wouldn’t involve alcohol solely because I think I wouldn’t have a good time. I think the realization for me was - losing people I love in my life because I chose to let alcohol control me was not fun.

Today, August 31st. I was a little overwhelmed with which meeting to attend in my city, so I ended up doing a virtual zoom call. I want to start with my experience today mentioning how much different it was then what my expectations were. Everyone was so welcoming, and as an emotional person, I cried and cried. The chairperson was very kind and mentioned that I can turn my camera off if it makes me more comfortable (I only turned it off every time I blew my nose and wiped my eyes). I was shocked with how I resinated with others, I figured that wouldn’t happen, especially joining a first meeting with 6 others. I am not a person to talk in front of others, like ever. Today when I was asked if I wanted to share my story I said “I would really like to but I’m afraid I won’t be able to string a sentence because I’m very emotional right now” and they kindly said that is more than okay and they are just glad I’m here. I want to also point out that the chairperson chose to spend today on Step 1 out of the 12 as it was my first meeting, and that made me feel the greatest sense of community and belonging.

After a couple more minutes, I worked up the courage to share. While I did take a couple pauses to catch my breath, it felt like opening up to other like-minded individuals felt like lifting the weight off my back. The attendees were all experienced members and stated they were so glad I shared and understood me. The chairperson sent me a direct message to see if I would be open to getting in contact with experienced members in my city. After the meeting I had called a fellow member, and I am so grateful for everyone I interacted today.

Tomorrow I am going out for coffee after work and then attending a meeting with the fellow member I called. They said their biggest fear was not believing you can have fun without alcohol without even knowing my feelings towards that exact same thing.

I am so grateful for the people I met with today, and for the person who was willing to give me the time to speak on the phone and let alone meet me for coffee plus take me to a meeting tomorrow. Without them knowing how much I needed that little bit of support to stay focused on this journey.

That all said, if you are reading this and nervous about your first meeting, just go. I did, and it blew my expectations out of the water. My biggest takeaway from today was - focus on today. Don’t have a drink today. Don’t worry about tomorrow.

Question for longtime & experienced members - the person I chatted with on the phone today and going to a meeting with tomorrow - I felt a feeling of trust and that I resonated with them, if tomorrow when we meet that stays true, is it okay to ask if they’d be willing to be my sponsor?

Thanks for taking the time to read, I’m excited to start this new journey and start finally living a fulfilling life 🫶

Hi folks.

I am sending this text because I think I should celebrate, however I just feel sad about the subject.

I am 2 month sober, after 5 year of heavy drinking (vodka, wisky and beer on a good day).

My craving are gone for now, I am confident about not relaspsing in the forseable future, but I can't be happy.

When thinking about it, I only feel sadness and regrets...

About the lost years, about how "easy" the withdrawal was for me, about how much I lost because of it, about the debt to other and myself I am paying every day...

So anyway, I would like to share that but I lack people for it.

Thanks for reading guys :)

i started drinking for the first time this year, and at first it genuinely felt like i had discovered something amazing. i would binge drink anywhere from once a week to three times a week, but whenever i drank, i would drink so much that i would sometimes pass out. i also drove drunk a lot of the time. i’m not excusing that behavior at all, but it became normal to me. i wouldn’t want to go anywhere unless i was drunk. going to the movies? drunk. going out to eat? drunk. basically anything i did, i wanted alcohol involved. the worst part is that nobody knew. i was doing all of this privately, and i started hating being sober. this went on for about five months before i finally realized something was seriously wrong. i eventually told my therapist, and she told me “you don’t have to drink every day to have a drinking problem”. i’m 23, and living with bpd(borderline personality disorder) and crohn’s disease & both have changed my life in ways i still struggle with. alcohol felt like an escape from everything, and i think that’s part of why i became attached to it so quickly. i haven’t had a drink in months now. therapy helped me realize that i couldn’t let this get any worse, and i’m really grateful i said something before it progressed further. but i still question myself sometimes. was i really an alcoholic if i wasn’t drinking every day? it all sucks because its on my mind to drink 🫩

I am in denver. wanted to go to a meeting tonight. got any good leads?

I’m a very successful professional. I work at Google, make a lot of money, and consistently get great feedback at work.

At home, though, I can barely get myself to do basic things like dishes, cleaning, paying bills, exercising, or dealing with bureaucracy. I can do all of that when I’m drunk.

I drink every two days, and I basically lose the following day to the hangover. I use my job’s hybrid policy to accommodate this. I’m gifted and do things faster than most people, but I don’t disclose this, so I can get away with working only three days a week while delivering like someone who works five.

I’m extremely functional professionally, which makes it hard to convince myself to stop, especially because when I don’t drink, my house gets messy and everything piles up. I feel like I could be much more successful and functional outside of work. Whenever I’m sober, I KNOW I don’t want to drink, until I do.

I’m in therapy and take medication for bipolar type II and autism. I’m not honest with my psychiatrist or therapist about how bad my drinking is. I only say, “I’m drinking more than I should,” even though I know it’s more than that. I used to smoke weed, and now I can see that I’ve replaced it with alcohol.

I know I should be honest with my professionals and the people around me. I know all the basic advice. I just don’t do it. It feels stronger than me, and I need something beyond “you have to want it.”

Because if wanting it is the only way out, then I guess I don’t want it badly enough. I know I don’t want to drink when I’m sober, but I still can’t seem to stop.

I heard someone ask if they needed to reset their sobriety date because they ate bananas foster and it had rum in it. Got me thinking - where do we draw the line? Kimchi, kombucha, rum raisin, rum cake, wine sauce... Do others feel foods like this are alright because it's really fermentation or typically cooked off? Or do they require avoidance and/or sobriety date resets?

As I approach 2 years I've been doing a lot of reflecting. I posted my physical changes in a different sub the other day and I received overwhelmingly positive feedback and it was really nice, so I figured why not share my story cause why not. It helps me and maybe it can help at least one other person. Go look at my profile if you're curious about how I physically changed.

I started drinking in the summer going into college at 17, the first time I drank, I blacked out - but I loved the way it made me feel. I went to college and wasted no time getting into the drugs. Uppers/downers/booze anything I could get my hands on. Anything that took me out of self.

The thing is I hid behind the frat boy lifestyle for the college years and that worked for optics but the only problem was when I graduated I didn't stop. And I did graduate, I don't know how with everything I was doing, but I did. And because I graduated, I maintained the "he's doing okay" look for my family even though I think they suspected things had gotten a little out of control, even if it wasn't glaring them in the face.

I got a job out of college working in finance for a big corporation. I initially felt great. I felt like I had a fresh start, college was behind me and I was a "real adult" now with a job and a purpose. I was able to limit my drinking and drug use to the weekends and pretty much clean myself up for the work week. But when I was drinking, I was drinking and you guys know what that means. The phenomenon of craving took over every time the liquor hit my lips. I maintained this lifestyle for a while.

Covid hit and I went into a tailspin.. Held my cushy job because I was full time remote but I was drinking heavily maybe 5-6 nights a week to the point of incoherence. Started taking antidepressants, never helped. Got prescribed a heavy dose of benzos (been through all the big ones: xanax, kpins, ativan, valium) because I convinced a psych I was living with crippling anxiety. Obviously this anxiety was directly related to my drinking and drug use, but at the time I couldn't see that. Maybe I did know, but regardless I wanted those pills.

It was at this point my family was getting concerned because I was still living with my parents. I'm 22 now. My parents are giving me shit all the time because I'm constantly in some state of inebriation. So what do I do? I move out with my girlfriend. This goes to my theme of running that is prevalent throughout my story. So we get an apartment and a dog (Amber, my dog, is still with me as you can see if you look at my profile) and on the outside things look just fine. I'm holding my job but I'm still drinking every night. Now my ex had her own problems unrelated to mine so basically we were just living in a toxic relationship with my substance abuse and her mental health and I don't know any other way to describe it other than really really bad.

Throughout all of this I had made progress in my career. I moved onto a job that paid me more, but also required more responsibility. I'm 25 at this time. Still in the same apartment, still miserable, but still maintaining my lifestyle.

So we move, I was convinced this would change everything. Fresh start, new apartment, new job. Nah it just got worse. You can change everything about your environment you want, but if you don't look inward, it will never matter. I know that now, but a thought like that was foreign to me at the time.

I felt like I had acquiesced to a life I was miserable in and I just stopped fighting it and was just going through the motions. Come 2024, my life basically snapped, my ex left me in February which I was happy about at the time, but little did I know I wouldn't have anyone to peel me off the floor at 6am and tell me to get my ass to work, so I lost my job by April.

I figured it would be a great idea to take a European vacation to get away from everything with my nice severance check I got (this also goes to the theme of running). So, I went to Europe. Somehow that seemed like a legit great idea to me. It was such a great idea that I got arrested in Norway for a DUI and spent the month of May in a Norwegian prison... no joke. Was deported after that. Parents picked me up from the airport and we didn't even speak the entire car ride back. Came back, immediately went to the liquor store.

By July I had blown through all my savings and stopped paying my rent.. By September I was evicted. By October I was living out of a motel on a weekly unemployment check.. I had lost everything.

I had this moment in the motel.. It wasn't a moment of clarity I don't think. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth for the first time in maybe 2 weeks who knows and I do and my gums just start gushing blood. I looked up at the mirror (which I avoided at all costs those days) and I knew I was looking at myself but I couldn't believe I had gotten to this point. Now, mind you, I'm falling apart. I had nerve damage and could barely walk without a limp or grip anything properly. I'm very overweight. I can't put thoughts together in any cogent way whatsoever. I just looked at myself and felt complete and utter defeat. I remember wondering how I ended up here, but its so obvious. I made thousands and thousands of bad decisions over the course of 10 years. It wasn't one bad thing that got here there... It was a conglomeration of terrible decisions that compounded over the course of so many years. I was falling apart, both physically and mentally and I had accepted that I would succumb to something sooner rather than later. I didn't care, I just wanted to be high.

Few weeks later my mother coerced me into her car and dropped me at a rehab in the middle of nowhere. Man I was so mad. I went into that building cursing and spewing venom. Somehow I still thought I didn't have a problem. I blamed everyone else for my situation when in reality I was the problem. I was sending texts to my family about how they don't care about me and how they're just trying to get rid of me by dropping me at a rehab. Man how wrong I was.

I completed the treatment reluctantly because I literally had nowhere else to go. My dad was able to get in contact with a sober house to set me up in when I got out. I went right from rehab to there. Got set up in an IOP program and was just going through the motions. Still unemployed obviously, very unhealthy, sleeping like all day. But I was sober. The only thing that kept me sober at the time I believe was fear. I think I also wanted to prove to myself I was stronger than people thought I was, who knows my mind wasn't exactly clear at the time.

I met a guy at the sober house who is now like a brother to me. He already had 2 years when I met him and we got along real well and he seemed like someone who came out the other end of this shit the right way. So I followed him to AA meetings and did the deal and continued to stay sober. My body started to feel a little better physically with the nerve damage, but I was putting on massive amounts of weight.

And then things started to get just a little better. I got a job. I got a purpose again. Someone actually took a chance on me that knew my background and my addiction history and it was really special to have that chance because I still carried so much shame in who I became from the drugs and alcohol. And now I had this job where they even handed me a key to the office and trusted me with clients. It was unbelievable.

I worked my ass off for these guys (and still do, they have my undying loyalty). And even though my life wasn't spectacular now I had a few things: a job, a friend, my family's support.. My mind even started clearing up a little bit.

At about month 8 of sobriety (I'm 27 at this point) something happened to me. I can't explain it, but it happened and everything changed. I don't believe in God and I had no white light moment, but one day I woke up and I felt lighter (not physically I was 80lbs overweight lol). Something changed in my brain. Something told me if you're gonna do this, do it. Fix and change everything. So that's exactly what I did.

I started with little changes.. A bit more walking, cut out some of the fast food and bullshit I was eating on a daily basis. I started reading books. These things seemed easy to me.

I cut some weight and people started noticing and I thought okay I can take this further... In around November 2025, I just started dieting like crazy. Then In December I was pushed into the gym by that friend I was talking about earlier. Man now I was locked in. The addict in me was really coming out. I was firing on all cylinders. Work, gym, reading, walking, AA and my mind started to feel sharp again. I thought it would never return after what I put my brain through.

Fast forward to now. I'm almost at my 2 year mark which is mind blowing to me after where I started. I have my mind, my body, my friends, my job, my relationships with my family, and most importantly, my sobriety. I look in the mirror a lot now (maybe too much). But all that matters is that I like what I see when I didn't for so so long. My habits and lifestyle have not only changed, but they did a complete 180. I'm not sober because of fear anymore. I'm sober because my life is better. I'm sober because I want to be.

My entire mindset has shifted. Some may say I had a spiritual awakening, I simply refer to it as a change of mindset. A drastic one obviously. In AA, we talk about the promises -- I don't live in constant bliss, but those promises exist in my life now.

At my one year celebration, after my friend who I mentioned earlier gave me my coin, I stood up and thanked my mom and dad for stranding me at that rehab because it not only saved my life, it was the precursor to everything I have now. I would've never went on my own. I would have died under a bridge before I walked myself into a rehab. That's just how mentally sick I was.

That whole thing was a pretty emotional moment and I'm not a very emotional guy.

I always need to remember: It wasn't one decision that got me to that motel room bathroom mirror. It was a copious amount of bad decisions--thousands of them over the course of 10 or so years. But a thousand good decisions got me to where I am now. So yeah, Ill be 29 next week and I'm feeling and probably looking better than I have in my entire life. It certainly didn't happen overnight but as you acquire more time things get better little by little. Not everything is rainbows and butterflies, but its not meant to be. I feel it all now: the good, the bad, the in between but its all fleeting and I don't live in constant happiness or sadness anymore. I stopped running. I'm present for life.

I hope someone somewhere gets something out of this. It helps me just to share it in general.

im sorry if this isn’t the place to ask but my close online friend (M17) has had a very serious drinking problem for over a year and is finally considering rehab, i told him id look for good places near him bc he’s not well and i really want to push him towards this but i want advice from people who’ve lived this before searching.

he’s hesitant to go bc he doesn’t want to leave home so im looking at outpatient options, but he doesn’t seem entirely against inpatient

im nervous to recommend anything, i want to make sure it’s 1000% trustworthy and helpful bc he’s in a very dark place rn. i just need to know he’ll be taken care of, does anyone here know any good places to look into?