I come from a family of alcoholics. I’m the only one who can have a drink now and then and not even think about booze in between. Actually forgot I had 3 bottles of wine in the house. Ended up giving them away.
It’s a well-known saying that Alcoholics have three choices: They get sober, they lose their minds, or they die. My sister got sober at a very young age, the pillar of AA for decades. My father and son died. My mother lost her mind, Korsakov’s Syndrome, which means her brain fried. She was a very beautiful, intelligent woman but just couldn’t quit.
Please get your friend to AA immediately. Probably have to call a local chapter and have an “intervention,” which means they come over to the alcoholic’s house and basically tell them how to live every day, one day at a time. And keep coming over. Sometimes it works.
A wealthy couple my sis knew in AA quit for quite awhile, then the wife told her hubby she wanted to drink more than anything and didn’t care if she ended up on skid row, which she managed to do.
You can offer only so much help. Sad.
She claims she is now going to AA but I have no idea how serious she is. One other thing she seems to have the beginnings of Alcoholic Dementia, I read up on the symptoms and she has at least two of them.