My mom has seven siblings. Five of them are alcoholics. They have loving families who can and will do any and everything for them. They have great, six-figure jobs. They still choose booze over living their own lives.
Something is definitely broken with them. But tbh, I don't care. Their drinking makes me incredibly uncomfortable. When they get drunk, they scream, yell and get violent. They've pulled out weapons on each other. They beat their children. They beat up each other. They break the windows out of cars, and trash their homes and terrorize anyone near them. I have had to call the police on them. I've left their homes crying. I can't look at them the same way ever again.
I'm not connecting with someone like that. They can stay right where they are, and I'm staying right where I am.
I don't love them. I can't love them. Maybe that makes me a monster. Don't know, don't care. My life is happier without them in it, and that's all I care about.
So yeah, I see the point he was making in the video. But I'm not on board with saying positive reinforcement works for everyone. Sometimes the only thing you can do is cut them off and let the chips fall where they may.