I relapsed two weeks into my first attempt to quit. Drank to quiet the insistent voices in my head that said drink, don't drink, drink. So I did. Didn't enjoy it. Didn't get drunk. It did shut the voices up, but I knew they would return and I had to deal with things differently. So it was back to Day 1. But this time I was committed to recovery. And here I am, ten months later, wishing the same for you.