Weeeeelllllll.
If you made it through a Halloween weekend sober, well done you.
If not, tighten down the hatches - shake out the rug - start again.
^^ (I don't know what any of that means)
I sometimes think my problem didn't really require a lot of work to get over, but that is with the gift of forgetting. Forgetting how it really was. No. My problem with the drink was going in an awful direction. Again.
I quit in my early thirties. Just did, needed to. My life was a train wreck. I didn't drink for lots of years then picked it up again when I had time and money and found myself alone and out of work and with a serious illness (not alcoholism.) I drank moderately in the first few years - like a regular person. Then I didn't. And it doesn't give warning. One day I was having one beer and the next week it was half a bottle of hard alcohol. Or it seemed that way.
If you're lurking this thread, today's your day. Put down the bottle. Get some help, even if it is just asking the Universe to get behind you and help. It will. The balance of the Universe doesn't sit well with alcoholism - it's not the natural order of things. I wasn't created to be a drunk.