I don't like daily meds either. I was on low doses of Paxil for a few years (during my sister's illness and death); it took a while to wean myself even though it was a really low dose (had loud scratching noises in my head) so I understand not wanting to be on meds.
The fact that a glass of wine immediately offered relief to you is scary; that first glass feeling is what brought me back time and time and time again. Unfortunately, it never stopped there. That's what we need to remember when we reach for that first glass.
Addiction is like being caught between a rock and hard spot sometimes and you found yourself squeezed. I strongly suspect this is just a small blip on your radar screen. You are going to be okay, AO.