When Dad was 42, (and, wow! Had to do the math, and thought he was so old back then lol), he came down with pancreatitis and came very close to death. It was very painful, and he was so very sick, he didn't have the energy to move his head.
The doctors told him his alcoholism probably caused it, and Dad really didn't want that feeling ever again. So, he did quit drinking... for 17 months. Then he announced, "If this is living, I'd rather be dead," and went back to drinking.
He's been dry again for 13 months, but not by choice. He has Alzheimer and and 13 months ago he was talked into going into assisted living, and to get that, he had to go into detox first. There are so many reasons he might have gotten Alzheimer. This form of dementia says it wasn't from his drinking though.
We really can't make our love ones "act right." But, man! I so want to ask him to revisit that statement form so many years ago. "What was so wrong with living, that you'd rather be dead?"
I know the answer. He doesn't.
He lived without God.