The big book of alcoholics anonymous calls the kind of depression that brings people into the program as “incomprehensible demoralization at depth”
so yea, drinking can cause serious depression.
As to your other question, is he an alcoholic? There is a fairly easy way to determine that.
If when he honestly wants to, can he stop?
(no booze for a month, see if he can do it. A real alcoholic will not find that easy to do)
or when drinking he has little control over how much he drinks. (let him try one or two shots of his favorite stuff, then stop abruptly, no more that day, do it more than once)
we drink because we have to, not because we want to.
Alcohol can't do anything to us unless it does something for us first.
In each generation something like 5% to 7% of the population have an unnatural reaction to alcohol. And that reaction is to turns an otherwise bland existence into a technicolor world.
It lets us feel like other people look. Complete.
The vast majority of people who drink aren't alcoholics, and they aren't going to become alcoholics in the future. Why? Because alcohol doesn't do that something special for them. When they have a few drinks, they start feeling like they are losing control and they stop.
Us on the other hand, after a few drinks, we feel like we’re just starting to gain control. A completely different reaction. And after enough time, we come to rely on alcohol to fix the way we feel. To fix the way we see the world.
And in time, that reliance became a dependence, and in turn that dependence became full blown alcoholism.
Your friend may or may not be an alcoholic, he may or may not be relying on alcohol to improve his view of the world, and no one can tell him if alcohol is interfering in his life.
Only time can tell.
Given enough time, it will become abundantly self clear if he is one of us or not.
Over any appeasable length of time alcoholism only gets worse, it never gets better.
He’ll know what he is in time.
I hope he finds himself among the normal people,
but if not, remember that aa is that last house on the block for drunks like us.
On the road to the good stuff,
richard s.