10/25/2025
Three years ago today, I lost one of my dearest friends to alcoholism.
Driving this morning, I caught sight of a pond perfectly reflecting the fiery colors of fall—and I knew it was him. It felt like a hug from heaven, reminding me that our friendship, and the love we shared, was never wasted.
He taught me more about this disease than any textbook ever could. He was brilliant, funny, kind, and deeply devoted to his children. Alcoholism didn’t erase those things—it coexisted with them. That’s what I want people to understand: alcoholism is not a choice; it’s a chronic, progressive disease that changes the brain and the body.
As a doctor, I’ve treated this disease countless times. As a friend, I’ve loved someone through it. And as a family member, I’ve watched it take lives—my uncle died from he**in addiction. I’ve seen the pain, the financial and legal chaos, and the heartbreak that ripple through families.
Sometimes, loving someone with addiction looks like tough boundaries. Sometimes, it’s uncomfortable and misunderstood. But real compassion means seeing the person beneath the illness and helping them access treatment—not shame.
If you’re struggling or love someone who is, please reach out.
❤️ AA.org
❤️ Al-Anon.org
Let’s talk about this disease openly. Let’s end the silence that keeps people sick.