Originally Posted by
Scram 
I'm 35 years old and I have no idea how to live without alcohol. Yet at the same time, I know I can no longer live like this. If that even makes sense...
I'm really, really, really tired of having this battle and losing.
It makes a lot of sense. It took me until my 40s to get to that point.
The turning point for me was accepting that it was a fight/battle that I could never win. I accepted that there is something in the fiber of my being that will never allow me to drink alcohol responsibly. I tried every moderation plan on the planet and every single one of them failed miserably, every time. I accepted that this will always be the case and that there is no way for me to "get better" and somehow drink responsibly...i simply have to either quit drinking completely, or suffer the consequences.
Some call that a vision, acceptance, surrender, there are many terms. But in the end the concept is the same....make peace with the reality rather than fighting a losing battle.