One thing I seem to forget, especially on here, is that you can’t scare an alcoholic into sobriety. I’ve seen plenty of people drink themselves into early graves after being told by every doctor they needed to stop, but they didn’t care. Or maybe they did care and just didn’t know how to stop. Either way they are dead.
I don’t know what the difference is between them and me (other than my status of alive) that gave me the desire to get sober. I don’t know why I survived long enough to get that desire and they didn’t. And honestly, I don’t need to know. Maybe it’s just the odds.
What I do know is that once I found that desire I was able to find a way out. All the overdoses, health scares, and accidents never stopped me. Didn’t even phase me. For me the only place that desire could have possibly come from was a power greater than myself. Once I had the desire AA took me the rest of the way home.
Hopefully someone who is stuck in the cycle of constant relapse can pull something from this post. There is a way out.