Recovery is absolutely possible. It’s a fight that is absolutely worth fighting. I know it was for me. I didn’t get the pink fluffy cloud sobriety. It was a fight everyday. I had to change the way I drove home, which added another 20 minutes to an already hour long drive home, to avoid the stores that carried alcohol. I had to change the friends I hung out with and thank god for my sponsor. The poor guy had to come over to the house in the middle of the night. Even after that I relapsed and ended up waking up in a cell. Drunk with a gun. Not good. My sponsor really crawled up my hind end after that. I learned from it and moved forward. I fought and fought and made the changes and it stuck. Finally. It wasn’t easy and sometimes it still isn’t. I wouldn’t change any of it. I’m a better person for it. It’s worth the fight. If no one has told yet today know that I love you and I have faith in you!