I posted along time ago about a man I was supporting in his recovery. He did 21 days in house re-hab and at the time I didn't think that seemed very long and he had done other out patient rehab as well. Anyway I visited him and supported him before and after. We were good friends and a lot in common and I really did love him and was in love with him. After he got out of re-hab he came to see me and I went to see him a few times. He was still seeing his friend from out of state he called a platonic relationship. I broke off all contact with him because I just couldn't deal with the other woman. I got a call yesterday with the message that my friend is in hospice care dying from liver failure. He went from healthy to dying in less than 9 months so he had to have started drinking shortly after he got out. The other female friend had a very active social life and got ticked when he got drunk so I am not sure how he continued to see her and get so bad unless he just drank when he wasn't there but then he would have gotten the DT's or something. His system was totally poisoned by the time he got to the hospital 2 weeks ago. He has only on child who is with him and the "girl" friend showed up as well. I was offered by 2 friends to drive to see him. It is an hour away but I already said my good byes and it is his time to be with his child in the few hours or days he has left. NOw I have to deal with the what if and if only's. I feel I did everything I could for him and the battle was just to great for him to fight. His rock bottom is now, at death's door.