M was expelled for most of the first semester for some pretty serious drinking and substance abuse issues. His mother and I had long converstations during this period while M was struggling to get his life back on track and petition to get back in school. Neither knows that I'm a recovering alcoholic. Since M's been back, I've watched him struggle to stay on track and still slowly slide backwards. Last night he was clearly under the influence; the smell of alcohol was trailing behind him like a strong cologne. It is so sad to watch these kids struggle with the disease. The most that I could do was to notify our school police officer that the boys might be driving drunk and to keep an eye for them.
I see it time and time again as they struggle against alcoholism and addiction and then get sucked back down. It serves as a constant reminder of the paragraph in the BB that says:
Once more: The alcoholic at certain times has no effective mental defense against the first drink. Except in a few rare cases, neither he nor another human being can provide such a defense. His defense must come from a higher power.
I am so grateful that I also get to be around people who are no longer getting sucked down into the disease.