He was the kindest, most patient, funny person you could want to meet. I don't know what went wrong really, but 11 years ago he was pretty OK, probably what you'd call a heavy drinker but not an alkie. We (dh, I and dd) moved from London to Devon around then and sometime since he's become a lot worse.
In that time, when I went to visit I'd find more and more empty bottles at his flat. It used to be well kept and tidy, but became filthy, untidy and full of empties. I even paid for professional cleaners to come and clean the bathroom and kitchen, after dh and I had taken all the bottles out, and empty fag packets.
Some years later he was made redundant from his high-paying techie job, and though he works at home he doesn't seem to be making any money. He's living on his redundancy payment which was very generous, and money he's inherited.
When he was made redundant he sensibly gave up his ridiculously expensive London flat (rented) and came and lived in a sort-of-self-contained flat in our house. We told him we expected him to keep it clean etc, but it's practically impossibly to actually get in there now - the floor is covered in empties, the bathroom/loo are filthy and the kitchenette is just about OK for making a cup of coffee but you wouldn't do anything else in there. He eats in the evening with us.
He now becomes angry very quickly, not like him at all, and over nothing. He couldn't work out why my laptop was experiencing a particular glitch and he just got cross and insisted it was because I was doing a particular thing - which I wasn't doing at all and never did.
I've asked him to help with computer related problems and he's always been great. If he can fix it he does, and if he can't we have a laugh about it, but it's not really a big deal. Now it is. Now he gets angry; he's lost patience.
Is this what happens with alcoholics? Bits of their brain regulating that sort of behaviour are dead and so the person has less ability to restrain themselves?
I would like to go to Al-Anon but there are no meetings I can get to easily. I have ms and work pt, so am pretty knackered most of the time and can't generally get out and about in the evenings.
What I really want to know at the moment, is about the behavioural change. I just feel bewildered when my lovely, patient, kind big bro gets so cross about so little so quickly. It leaves me feeling upset and confused and bereft.
Can anyone explain what's happening to him?
Thank you; and thank you for reading my splurge. 