A man walks into a bar. He’s an alcoholic and it’s destroying his family

Its not funny or a joke, the man gets a divorce from his wife, she takes the kids and now he’s all alone.

“Dammit” he said, “how could i have let myself become this low”. He regrets all his life choices and decided to stop drinking alcohol, but alcohol is what “solves” his problems, how can it be that it was the one that caused it?

He goes to the bar for one last drink, the bartender talks to him, “everything alright over here? You’re not looking so up today.” “My wife left me and took the kids…” Said the man.

The bartender followed with “is it because of *this*? Then maybe you should stop drinking alcohol, i’ve seen so many lives get destroyed by drinking that *thing*”

The man said “oh tell me about it, i just maybe another one of those people who got their lives destroyed. And i’d reckon i’d just have one last drink of beer before i start over again, but as a better person…”

The man eventually went home and started crying, hours on end. He was leaking tears all day, he didnt eat for a week. He was depressed.

One of his friends heard that he got a divorce, so he went to visit the man. His friend knocked on the door.
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No answer.

His friend knew he had a spare key somewhere outside his house, he found it and got himself inside.
He shouted the mans name.
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Still no response.

The man’s friend went to check his room if he was there at all. He saw him, the man was there, but he was not concious.

The man had commited suicide, he had slit his throat, his wrist, his everything. The man’s friend tells everyone he knows, even his family.

His funeral was held, but no signs of his wife or children.