Think of it this way, if we were fighting on a battlefield in an actual war, we wouldn't walk away from a fellow soldier because he/she tripped and fell over a log. We wouldn't abandon that soldier, call them weak, or ridicule them for falling, sh*t happens. We would pick them up and keep moving!
This is our war against alcoholism, and booze is the log on the field waiting to trip us up. Get up, dust off your boots, and let's get moving!
***It just felt really good to say this
(to myself as well)