If today is dangerous: crisis routes — never paywalled.
A navigation system for the people who lived with the drinking.

About · Who wrote this site

About James Roberts

I drank every day for twenty-seven years. Someone lived with me through a lot of it. This network exists because what was written for him was worse than what was written for me.

If you are reading this, you are probably the person who is still up at 2am wondering whether tonight was the night it tips over. I was the person you are watching. I am writing partner.guide because the people in your seat were almost completely abandoned by the recovery industry, and most of them still are.

The dates

I was born in Manchester in February 1976. I am 50.

My parents were strict. I did not drink before university. I made up for it after.

From 18 to 45 — every day. Some days a glass. Most days a bottle. Some days more. Twenty-seven years.

I was a functioning alcoholic. I ran a headhunting firm of twenty staff, placing executives across travel and hospitality, in offices and hotel bars from London to Dubai to Cape Town. I made money. I kept friends. I held a marriage together. I drank through all of it.

Functioning alcoholism is a major issue for my generation. Most of us are still drinking. Some of us are dead. A few of us got out.

June 2020

I went into residential treatment in Cheshire in June 2020. Four weeks residential. Medical detox, then the rest of it.

The medical detox was not optional. Stopping a twenty-seven-year drinking habit without medical supervision can kill you. Seizures, delirium tremens, cardiac complications. If the person you live with is a daily drinker, they should not detox at home alone. The page on dangerous withdrawal signs on sober.guide explains why, with sources.

I have not had a drink since.

I am not going to write a redemption arc here. Rehab is not a cure. It bought me a structured month away from alcohol with people who knew what they were doing. The work was after.

Tenerife

In December 2020 I moved to Tenerife and bought a finca outside Icod de los Vinos. I called it Casa Salvia — salvia is sage in Spanish. I burnt sage in the mornings.

Casa Salvia ran as a 9.7-rated BnB for several years. I hosted guests in recovery from many walks of life. I ran sober golf events. I sold the BnB recently.

I do not currently live in the UK. My clothes are still in a house in Scotland I have not been back to. My ex-husband has visited me here. He has supported me through this in a way no money could buy. Genuine love. That part of the story is not finished.

Why this site exists

In the first year of sobriety I started understanding what I had put my husband through. He had been the buyer rehabs want long before I was — running on adrenaline, panic, half-truths from people selling rehab beds, and almost no straight information about what was actually happening in our house.

I had money. I had panic. I had a family who wanted me fixed. I read everything. Most of what I read was written by people selling something — a rehab bed, a programme, a book, a sponsorship pipeline.

The honest information existed. It was buried. NICE guidelines, peer-reviewed papers, the Royal College of Psychiatrists, NHS pages. Not optimised for Google. Not written for someone in week one. And almost none of it was written for the partner watching it from across the kitchen.

Six Doors is my attempt to put the honest version where the buying happens.

Each site has a bot. The bot will not invent a rehab name, a phone number, or a price. The encyclopedia pages are written in plain English with sources you can check.

What I am not

I am not a doctor. I am not a therapist. I am not a counsellor. I am not in recovery as a profession.

I am a man who drank for twenty-seven years, stopped, and built the resource I wish had existed in June 2020 — for me, and for the people who lived with me.

If you need medical advice, see a doctor. If you are in crisis, the crisis links on every page are never paywalled and never will be.

How this is funded

Six Doors is independent. No rehab pays me. No broker pays me. No referral fee comes to me from any clinic mentioned anywhere on these sites. I have no financial interest in any treatment facility, broker, or referral business.

The bots are paywalled past a free conversation length because running them costs money. The encyclopedia, the crisis routes, and the directory information are free and will stay free.

If a clinic ever pays for placement, the page will say so at the top in plain English. That has not happened and is not planned.

The line

I am unique. But this is the truth.

We all are.

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