My dad was sober for 9 years. He had a relapse 2 nights ago while visiting me. He completely went on a binge, someone found him and put him up in a hotel for the night. Somewhere along the way he fell and hit his head..thank god nothing worse happened to him. He didn't drink yesterday, and he keeps telling me that he made a mistake and it's not going to happen again. I want to trust him, I tell him I do, but I can't help but worry that he might be drinking on his flight right now. I don't think i've ever been so worried :(
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