Well, there is something wrong with them. And for whatever reason, alcohol fixes it. Coming from a family of alcoholics on both my mother and my father’s side and burying several members who died from alcohol-related issues, I’ve watched it all my life. Each one had something that they didn’t or couldn’t face. It was easier to drink it away, refuse any help from anyone and insist they didn’t have a problem when clearly they did. It was heart wrenching to watch them drink themselves into an early grave. And that was all we could do. Watch. Powerless to do anything about it.