That's what a Baby Boomer friend told me. I had asked her why she couldn't stop drinking. For over 2 years she had tried this recovery program and that one. It was obvious that soon boozing was going to kill her. She would commit suicide, get into a car accident or organs would give out.
She could get lucky. There is a free 21-day treatment center for senior citizens in Danbury, Connecticut. That would be her first try at inpatient and often the first time we try something it works. Then she can get a job, get out more, and won't be so bored.
Boozing is sidelining, sometimes forever, more of us Baby Boomers than age bias in professional life and in socializing. You would have to be living under a rock not to pick up that many of us are perceived as less-than.
Last year, before I relocated from CT to the Southwest, two Baby Boomers acquaintances who had struggled with booze took their lives. One was despondent after a nasty divorce in which he lost a lot of money. He would have to sell his house. The other lost a job and couldn't get another.
We have to look out for one another. For me, that means simply listening. Not giving advice. Let the pain surface. As Betty White said in the opening of her book, "Aging isn't for sissies."