TRIGGER perhaps...
my housemate (and i sponsor her) lost her brother yesterday to alcoholism. he had complications from his diabeties and hep C. too. both a direct result of his alcoholism and drug use. he drank for all his adult life. he lived on the street or under a bridge. sometimes his family couldn't find or hear from him sometimes for over a year. finally the family asked him to call from time to time just so they would know he was still alive. 4 times this year he was discovered lying on the pavement, at death's door, and was admitted to the hospital. one time he signed out AMA. he weighed very little, was emaciated and one time they thought he would have his feet amputated due to the diabeties. all 4 times this year he was not expected to live but he did. years ago he went to AA but not for any period of time. i felt he had a purpose in his life since he was saved so many times over the years. his disease never gave him that opportunity. he never gave himself the opportunity. when he was found he was DOA. his name was brian.

i'm sharing this with everyone because for those of us sober a while it reminds us if we hadn't surrendered and put our care in our higher power our lives could've been like brian's life. sober we all receive a daily reprieve from our alcoholism.
and for those of us who are new to trying to stay sober or struggling to stay sober this is what awaits all of us if we pick up a drink. not just the newcomers. we never know if it will be the end of our life with the carnage that alcohol "offers" us. it's easy when one is new to say "well i've got a few more turns on the wheel of life. i don't need to take my drinking seriously. one day if it gets bad enough i'll stop drinking."
i remember the last time i tried to live sober. i had lost all hope, lost my personality, my hygiene, and my soul. i was cut off from my spiritual world. i had cut myself off from the real world. i was empty. a shell of a human being. i was a miniscule yellow dot in an infinite black void. worse yet i had lost my will to live. it was only thru grace that i was given that helped me thru and i've never drunk again. i fought for every inch of my early sobriety. i was terrified i'd fail again. i remember the very day i was aware of a conscious contact with my God**. i felt embraced with love. he was with me whole time. i had turned my back on him.
this is a very sad story i'm posting. it's helped me by writing it. i hope it may help you too.
(**..not to offend those of other faiths)