My late husband was an alcoholic. He got treatment through therapy and did very well. It wasn't long after therapy sessions ended on a good note, that I saw the most incredible anger from him. I had read all the material and books he read while in therapy. I remembered a section on this vary thing. So I called the therapist and asked her if I was correct in thinking he needed to go back to therapy. He put it off, and nearly killed my son one day. One more blow and my son would not be here today. He stayed out of our home, went back to therapy, got a clear understanding of what was going on, and went back to school to become one of the best sought after drug and alcohol counselors in two counties. (way to go Joe!)