In a nut shell… sometimes we just pick them too green.
When I spend time trying to convince a guy that his life is out of control, and patiently listen to how it isn’t, he just ain’t ready.
Sure, he needs to quit drinking, he could save himself and anyone who loves him a boatload of heartache. But he ain’t buying it. he just ain’t ready.
What that guy needs is just a little more time in the wringer. And even with that, he may never come to a position of teachability. But it seems that if anything can convince him he’s screwed, it’s the pain of active alcoholism. Let him hang on that tree until he is a bit more ripe.