Thank God I got sober not long after my 21st birthday or I would not be writing this today. I got it eventually that I would either sooner rather than later spend my life in jail, a mental institution, or ten feet under--making a somewhat attractive but skinny corpe eaten up inside by alcoholism. I pray for her, she has already had the solution presented to her. Hope it eventually sinks in.
No joke. I had my last drink in January of 1989 and while it was hard getting through the initial stages the aftermath has exceeded my wildest dreams.