I tried sobriety once and failed after a year and a half. Learned my lesson. Last night I woke up in a panic because I had a very vivid dream that I was out for dinner and decided to have a drink. I hated it, I felt terrible for about an hour after I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep. Today I am one month sober and am glad that even dreaming about drinking makes me upset with myself. I didn't plan on relapsing the first time and I don't plan on it again. Failure is not the death of hope.