It's been three and a half years for me. I've been given a reprieve from alcohol. A daily reprieve as long as I keep my spiritual and mental state in order.
I'm vulnerable. I'm an alcoholic and can never safely drink again. I have to live this way every day. Aware.
I no longer crave alcohol. It doesn't bother me being around it. But it is my enemy and it's out to kill me like it almost did when I was an active drinker.
I come here and read the Newcomers threads, and am reminded of what it's like 'out there'. Such pain. Such suffering.
I also always keep in the back of my mind what it was like for me. The fear, crushing anxiety and remorse.
I tried to quit a hundred times. And now, no, I don't have it made. I'm one drink away from a drunk. Always.