"Her husband was compelled to face his own problems" (ODAT)
I never really face anything until I have to. That's the compulsion.
And the problem really is my problem.
Whilst the problem is the world, you, fate, society, civilisation, the laws of physics, the past, the future, stuff, systems, modernity, technology, politics, my family, my genetics, history, any personal attribute, any category or group I belong to, illness, predisposition, brain chemistry, human nature, the way of the world, the disease of alcoholism, other people, their drinking, their problems, their character defects, the weather, the government, who is in power, who is not in power, groups, lobbies, religions, religionists, atheists, yesterday, tomorrow, five minutes ago, five minutes hence, there is no solution, because it's not my problem. The problem is over there, and I'm affected.
It is only when I realise there is nothing really out there, that I am affected only by the pictures I am painting in my mind, that my problem is only my consciousness, when the pain gets so bad I am compelled to face my own problems by owning my problems, that can I disown them and give them to God and realise there was no problem in the first place.
But the owning has to come before the disowning.