There is nothing funny about this. I pray for Tony and all others that have the grip of the devil around their throat. That lie the bottle or substance tells you. The short-term peace of helping you erase the day/stress and fall asleep only to have the nightmare rush back with a fever at 2am. The lost jobs. The lost friends. The loss of self-esteem and self-control. The numbing of proper emotion and waves of unchecked sadness, fear, and anger.
I've been there. It was a great coping mechanism. Until it wasn't. I am grateful to God that he gave me the strength to quit before I suffered all of those losses. Now my goals are clear, and I am keeping life simple now. I have a new relationship with myself. An addict will not quit until the pain of the addiction is greater than the pain of the recovery. I read that recently.
Pay attention to those you love the most. Like me, many didn't know I had a problem. Only 2 people did. My Lord and myself. An addict will lie and hide their addiction from everyone. The truth set me free. Now I am the husband, father, boss, and servant I want to be.
Pray for Tony and all like him.