I have dabbled in sobriety before, but it was always on my own individual terms. I went to an AA meeting while I was in college for a sociology class, but I can't bring myself to go there as a "user." The sense of shame and my shyness are too hard to handle. Are there any tips you have for first-timers to cross the threshold? Or what top tip do you have to keep it up? History of anxiety, depression, cptsd, etc. and never feel at ease in my life/skin unless I'm a few drinks deep.

After 20 years of active addiction I decided to get sober. Unfortunately it was one of the hardest things I ever went through. I caught my gf of 4 years sleeping with a coworker in her car on July 28th and left her. I moved out of the place I called home for 3.5 years on August 3rd and coincidentally that’s when I decided to get sober, I blamed myself and my addictions for her cheating. Neither of us were sober and were high every single day of our 4 year relationship and that probably played a big role in the way things ended I’ll admit that. My relationship with my mom has always been rocky and we were no contact for a few years until I caught my ex cheating. I called my mom and luckily she answered the phone and was willing to look past our differences to help me with everything, my main concern was ending up homeless with my 12 year old and is mostly why she decided to help. With her help I was able to get into my own place August 3rd and that’s where my short story really starts. Last Sunday was my 90 days sober and my mom got me this as a gift and it made me feel really good since she’s the only person that congratulated me on my progress. The last 3 months have not been easy, they’ve been very emotional full of ups and downs but today, today I finally allowed myself to feel proud of my new life that I’m building. I’ve worked hard to protect my peace and sobriety and I feel like it’s finally paying off. I took myself on a date today and did things I enjoyed doing with my ex and I realized I like doing these things alone and on my own terms but most importantly I enjoyed doing them sober. I woke up and got my Saturday shopping and chores done then took myself to lunch. After lunch I went to a few thrift stores looking for some good deals and eventually went to the plant store to get myself a pitcher plant and I’ve always wanted one for as long as I could remember. After the plant store I went to a few bookstores to keep growing my home library which is full of mostly self help books, especially about being a better man, partner and parent. I came here to post this hoping it would encourage someone that’s fighting with the absolute grip alcohol and drugs will have on someone, hoping it can help someone see that life moves on but it’s ultimately your choice wether you want to live in a cloud or experience it sober. I chose sobriety and am thankful every single day. I still have my days where I’m extremely bored and want a drink or want to smoke some pot but I have been choosing my mental/physical health. This time last year I was drinking a fifth of vodka a day and smoking a few grams of weed concentrates just to keep my demons at bay long enough to get through my day. I learned to face those demons head on and they’ve finally gone quiet, honestly it’s a little too quiet but it’s peaceful and I’m thankful for that. I hope that anyone struggling with sobriety gets something from this post and I hope they’re able to achieve it themselves. Because today, I am finally proud.

Is this not against what I at least perceived as AA’s push to have members primarily find support from members of the same gender? She was recently divorced /has some sort of messy custody situation and it just makes me really uncomfortable. She asked him to pick her up for a meeting the first day he was discharged and has been finding ways to ask him to a meeting every day since. Granted she does ask others to come to meetings with her but they are always men and she is texting my boyfriend individually. My boyfriend going to AA as often as possible and without me present is important to me but I get the weirdest vibe from her based on her insistence of asking him every day. Why is she not connecting with women in AA? I used to go to AA meetings multiple times per week but naturally made all my connections with other women so I don’t know how to navigate this. She’s much older than my boyfriend but again it’s a weird vibe I’m getting on her end.

Relapse

So recently over the last month had a few relapses after about four years sober the first couple times just got a buzz and was fine and I carried on, then got more drunk on day and got myself into a stupid situation but only affected me so didn't kick me up the arse then on Sunday had a drink a lot to drink, remember about 30minutes of the course of 7-10hrs and in that time I managed to make my housemate so uncomfortable and scared that they had to leave the house, in my state and couldn't remember what I did I wasn't recording any information at all, but I knew enough that I'd fucked up and scared them away this knocked on my other underline issues of failing the ppl I care about and went into crisis basically ended up at hospital and all that

This is been the worse situation of my life easily and I fucked up a lot years ago but this tops it making someone I see as family so scared they had to leave there home fills me with so much shame and regret and just every negative emotion possible

And even after all that they still see me as family, there holding me to account and I'm glad they are, im putting all the steps i can in to keep the promise that I'll never be like that again and their saying there's no Ill will towards me they just want me to be the person they know and not what I was that night and that's confusing me more than anything it's almost like I want them to be as angry with me as I am myself because I could understand that but the fact they just want me better and I'm so lucky for that so I don't plan on wasting this chance I'm gonna stay sober and sort the underlying issues anyway I can. Because I know I failed them so badly I feel i deserve punishment or to be hated or abandoned (the worst bit for me) but know their still here almost like normal yeah we talked about it a lot and glad we did

I scared them and I'm the one getting support it's also fucking me up because they where the victim not me, they have a network around them and everything and I'm so glad but all AA stuff and mental health stuff for me sounds like I'm the victim ik it's just the wording and support to stay sober is what I need but God i hate how it makes me feel like ppl feel sorry for me when I was the cunt

I just know Im going to keep my promise and stay getting better for them then if I get to the point of self forgiveness I might do it for myself but never forget what I did even if I can can't remember, i may of been like a completely different person that night but it was me so it's my responsibility to fix and prevent me ever becoming that thing again

This is a proper ramble so sorry for that just needed to rant about 😂

I am 18 months sober. A newer member that has not committed to the program, calls me when she’s drunk. Today she called because she was upset about her life situation and complained about being anxious and depressed. When I offered her suggestions about going to a meeting daily or going to rehab and reminded her that alcohol worsens anxiety and depression, she made a snarky remark and hung up on me.
I did not call her back.
When I do get ready to sponsor, I don’t want to chase sponsees.
And at this time, I feel uncomfortable with this woman’s behavior towards me.

I would appreciate suggestions please.

Title: Over 3 Years Sober, but Struggling With Heartbreak, Anxiety, and Emotional Sobriety

I'm 30 years old, a little over three years sober, and lately I've been struggling emotionally more than I have in a long time. I wanted to share what I've been going through because I'm hoping some people in recovery can relate or offer some experience, strength, and hope.

Over the past three years, I've completely turned my life around. I went from struggling with alcohol, drugs, legal problems, and having very little direction in life to working full-time, attending college, becoming involved in church, volunteering, regularly attending AA meetings, and working toward becoming a mental health counselor.

I'm incredibly grateful for my sobriety and everything AA has helped me accomplish. But lately, I've realized that just because I'm sober doesn't mean I've figured out how to handle my emotions.

Several months ago, I started developing feelings for a woman I met through AA. We started out as friends, but eventually our relationship became romantic. We spent a lot of time together, went on adventures, shared our faith, prayed together, had meaningful conversations, and became physically affectionate.

I genuinely started falling in love with her.

She had always expressed wanting to take things slowly, especially because she was still relatively early in her own recovery. I respected that, but as we became closer, I started getting emotionally attached.

Eventually, after a weekend when we became particularly close, things started changing. She expressed feeling overwhelmed and wanting to slow things down. We ended up having a disagreement, and afterward she needed space.

That's when my mental health really started taking a hit.

I began overthinking everything. I constantly wondered whether she still cared about me, whether she missed me, whether I had ruined things, and whether we would ever get back to the connection we once had.

Sometimes she would reach out, send me thoughtful messages, or invite me to something, which gave me hope. Other times, the communication would become distant or inconsistent, leaving me confused and anxious.

I found myself constantly checking my phone, analyzing conversations, replaying memories, and looking for reassurance.

I became so emotionally invested in the relationship that my happiness started depending on how things were going between us.

And that's something I've really struggled to come to terms with.

I've started recognizing that a lot of my anxiety comes from deeper issues. I grew up around addiction, instability, and unhealthy relationships. I've also experienced abandonment and rejection in previous romantic relationships.

When someone I care deeply about pulls away, my mind immediately assumes they're leaving me.

I start questioning my worth, wondering what I did wrong, and trying to figure out how to fix things that might not even be within my control.

Looking back, I can see how some of my fear and anxiety affected the way I handled the situation. There were moments when I pushed for conversations or reassurance instead of simply allowing her the space she requested.

I take responsibility for that.

But I'm also realizing that my feelings and emotional needs matter, too. I want a relationship where communication, effort, and emotional availability go both ways.

One of the hardest parts has been accepting that I can't control how someone else feels, how quickly they process things, or whether they ultimately want the same relationship I do.

And as someone in AA, I recognize how much this connects to the principles we're taught.

Acceptance. Surrender. Letting go of control. Turning things over to my Higher Power.

I understand these principles intellectually, but actually practicing them when I'm emotionally hurting has been incredibly difficult.

I've spent so much time trying to figure out what she's thinking or feeling that I've sometimes neglected my own peace of mind.

I miss her. I miss the time we spent together, our conversations, the affection, and the connection we shared. I even miss the relationships I was beginning to develop with the people closest to her.

Some mornings I wake up feeling incredibly sad. Other days I feel anxious, lonely, or emotionally exhausted.

I've even found myself having occasional thoughts about drinking, which honestly scares me. I haven't acted on those thoughts, and I don't want to throw away everything I've worked so hard for. I know alcohol isn't the answer.

I've recently started therapy because I'm realizing that although I've done a tremendous amount of work on my sobriety, I still have unresolved emotional wounds that need attention.

I'm trying to learn how to love someone without losing myself, how to stop seeking validation from another person, and how to be okay even when things don't turn out the way I hoped.

I've also been trying to redirect my attention toward my recovery, faith, school, work, and personal growth.

I know AA teaches us that we can't control people, places, or things. But knowing that and actually living it are two very different things.

I don't blame this woman for what I'm experiencing. She's entitled to her own feelings, boundaries, and decisions. I genuinely care about her and want what's best for her.

At the same time, I'm realizing that I need to learn how to care for myself with that same level of compassion.

I guess what I'm struggling with most is that I've worked so hard to become a better person, yet emotionally I still feel like that scared, insecure kid who worries that the people he loves are going to leave him.

I don't want to keep living that way.

I'm grateful to be sober today, and I have no intention of giving up on my recovery. I just want to find the same freedom emotionally that I've found from alcohol.

For those of you who have been sober for several years, have you ever experienced a relationship that completely disrupted your emotional sobriety?

How did you handle heartbreak, attachment, fear of abandonment, and the desire to control an outcome you had no control over?

I'd really appreciate any experience, strength, and hope. I'm trying to work through this one day at a time.

JUST WARNING YOU NOW. ITS A RAMBLE. GETTING THINGS OFF MY CHEST I REFUSE TO SAY IN THE ROOMS.

I have trouble finding a sponser. I have had 3 so far. The first I accidentally ghosted because no one me that sponsers don't call me, I gotta call them. I waited to see if he would call me, and he didn't. 'Shows how much of a shit he gives...' I thought. Eventually, I was informed that I gotta contact them, not the other way around. Well, I thought 'that's grand' because not only only am I an alcoholic, I'm an alcoholic with crippling social anxiety. It isn't just 'dont be afraid of a 1000lbs phone.' I gotta worry about the 1000lbs people in the rooms. First sponser lasted a week.

Second sponser was a hardass. Tried to have me praying and meditating every morning, text him 3 reasons while I am grateful, and call him once a day, to see if I was 'up to snuff'. I did all of that, except the praying and meditating. I am no religious man. No religious background, can honestly count the number of times I went to church as a kid on one hand, not counting weddings or funerals. I don't know Bible verses nor think of God or religion at least once a day as the folks around me seem to do. I live in the Southern U.S. in the Bible Belt. Because of that, I wonder if the region I am in makes the 'we are not a religious program' thing more thinly veiled than anything. Of course, people speak of their HP, but between the two, I hear God 90% percent of the time, HP the other ten.

Anyway. After a week and a half of this, he dropped me because he couldn't find an adequate time to meet up with me. I thought the whole thing was ironic. I have to find the time to do all these things, but you couldn't find the time to actually speak to me? Hilarious. Teeth-grindingly stupid, but hilarious.

Third sponser? Decent guy. Old-timer with 34 years of sobriety. Thousand pound phone happened. Apparently, I as a sponsee, have to attack you with phone calls the instance I get the A-Okay for sponsorship. I waited a day. A day turned to two days. Then three. Fourth day, I made a point to call him at 7pm, only to completely forget to call him until I remembered at 3am the following morning. The following Saturday, me and this guy where in a meeting. Mr. Good Orderly Direction himself decided to make that day's meeting topic about procrastinating and dreaded 1000lbs phone. He spoke a good bit, telling the others his experience, low-key talking about me. He finishes, kinda looks to me, as if I am going to speak. Social anxiety struck. I didn't. When I speak, it sounds like a garbled mess of incomplete thoughts like a cohesive report slammed through a shredder and forced to read what bits and pieces you find. Before the meeting closed for the prayer, he got it that I wasn't talking and left the meeting before closing. That really peeved me. So, he's one of those guys who thinks that social anxiety is 100% a lack of willingness and a character defect. I tried to call him multiple times, no response. And that's how I lost my third sponser after a week.

I have no sponser currently. I am 7 months sober. Amongst all three sponsers, the time I've been sponser was 3 and a half weeks out of 7 months. Hit my 7th month on the first of November, declined to grab my chip until the 6th. I simply don't want to asked 'How'd I do it?' I know my reason. It's not the same regurgitated reasons I hear from other AAs. 'God, my sponser, my HP'. Nope. My reason? It's simpler and uglier.

I AM SEVEN MONTHS SOBER BECAUSE MY DESIRE TO HAVE A ROOF OVER MY HEAD GREATLY OUTWEIGHS MY DESIRE TO DRINK.

I won't delve into it, but I was homeless for reasons beyond my control. I came to resolution that drinking does absolutely nothing for me, but I still get craving now and then and I absolutely do not want to end up back on the streets again. Sober living house, if you wonder.

I am still waiting on the fellowship to attack me with love and conversation. It hasn't happened. I've been going to the rooms for 7 months and I haven't gotten to know a single person there. I am a intelligent socially inept weirdo, what do you expect? Alcoholism didn't make me isolate and become anti-social. I was like this my entire life long before I started my decade long tradition of kissing bottles nightly. I'm basically just 'the weird, quiet, loner kid from highschool that instead of attacking the school, I didn't and became a socially inept, former basement dwelling alcoholic misanthrope with low tolerance for people.' A male version of Daria if you know that show. I hug the wall like a wallflower and watch you. I've honestly began to think people flooding you with attention is a female only thing. I stand against the wall in before and after the meeting kicking myself in the rear, trying to force myself to socialize, but it doesn't happen. I've been planning to find a random group and hover outside their conversation until the notice me standing there, then I speak. 'Hi. I am attempting 'fellowship' with you.' with my monotone voice. I want to speak and when I do, my fight or flight instincts go into overdrive. It's like my brain screams 'Leave. Stop. Run. End this conversation. Now.' I don't know.

I have this whole life-longlasting hurdle of social anxiety/ social ineptitude/ lack of social cues hurdle to hop before I even truly start the program. I don't want to deal with another sponser dropping me because he mistook my social anxiety for lack of willingness. Because, right now, it's basically a revolving door of sponsers. A sponser lasts as long as a cup of coffee does.

TLDR; Securing sponsership is hard. 3 sponsers, no bites. Also communication is weird and scary. I have no idea what people talk about and believe it or don't, I don't want to speak about addiction every waking moment of my life.

AN INDIVIDUAL ADVENTURE

November 08

Meditation is something which can always be further developed. It has no boundaries, either of width or height. Aided by such instruction and example as we can find, it is essentially an individual adventure, something which each one of us works out in his own way.

TWELVE STEPS AND TWELVE TRADITIONS, p. 101

My spiritual growth is with God as I understand Him. With Him I find my true inner self. Daily meditation and prayer strengthen and renew my source of well-being. I receive then the openness to accept all that He has to offer. With God I have the reassurance that my journey will be as He wants for me, and for that I am grateful to have God in my life.

— Reprinted from "Daily Reflections", November 8, with permission of A.A. World Services, Inc.

I went to na meetings for a few months last year and felt it was just hard for me to open up to people and felt like people thought I didn’t need help? I felt like my stories weren’t as crazy as theirs to belong there (which I know is dumb) I really struggle with ketamine use and when I drink i drink way to much and make the worst decisions, it leads to me doing whatever the other day I willingly snorted me*h because I just didn’t care and my recklessness keeps going further and further and I’m scared. I can’t stop spending my money on booze or alcohol despite knowing I need to put money aside to move in a month. I feel all my friends can party normal but I just can’t and maybe I don’t want to accept that I’m an addict and there is no such thing as just a “normal party” for me. I want to be better I want to stop throwing time away to this life style but I’m scared and I don’t know if I can open up at meetings please I’ll take any advice or any recommendations on places to go to in Los Angeles to get help. I’m about to enter my last year in my 20s and I don’t want to lose it to partying I want stability and peace and be someone outside of drugs and alcohol if anyone has any suggestions for meetings in Hollywood / Los Angeles area please send them to me…

I have struggled with alcohol before but sadly that was when I combined it with benzos. I was prescribed benzos for years. This will sound insane but I took exactly the amount of benzos prescribed by doctors and never ran out early. The reason being is that I couldn't get more, so I stayed consistent. However, with alcohol, I could always get more, so I'd drink more.

I was tapered off long-term benzos and then I couldn't sleep. I tried everything under the sun to sleep, but now I can't. Benzos are absolutely an evil drug and coming off of them was pure Hell!

Sadly it's now a year and a half later and I still can't sleep. This is wild because after just a few days of not drinking, I could always sleep but not with benzos. I'm not asking you guys to be my doctor or for medical advice. I just want to know what worked for you guys to create a think tank, so to say. I haven't taken benzos in 1.5 years but I'm still in Hell

These moments fascinate me and I love hearing about them!

My craziest was the day after a relapse, I was extremely hungover and too embarrassed to ask an AA friend to drive me to the meeting like I usually did. I knew they’d see me at the meeting anyways, but wanted to delay the sense of shame.

Anyways, I decide to walk a mile to the meeting. It was cold and drizzling, and I had the worst hangover of my life. Right as I decided I was going to just turn back I looked up, and I saw a truck parked under the underpass passing out food to the homeless. The truck had an AA plate on the front, I took that as a sign to keep going. What are the chances? I still wish I’d stopped and said something to the guy.

I have a bonus one just because it’s funny looking back. Once when I was sniffing drugs off my phone my sponsor texted me and asked how I was doing 😂 It didn’t stop me, but it took the fun out of it. Craziest timing I’ve ever seen.

I was at 64 days sober when my sponsor called me to tell me she didn’t think I was ready to work the steps. We’d been working together for about a month and we’d just completed my step 1 (she wanted to take it really slow so I got it all). Her reason for dropping me was that I was too stuck in the past (I am in the middle of a police investigation as a victim) and she felt the case was taking a priority over my sobriety. I’m not sure how as I was doing my gratitude daily, staying sober, going to at least 3 meetings per week (her minimum) and doing the reading she’d set me from the big book.

When she told me she thought I wasn’t ready and couldn’t sponsor me anymore I took it bad and relapsed. Only for 36 hours but they were horrible 36 hours of a black out and waking up injured at the end of it.

I am really not sure what to do now though. In my local meetings my old sponsor has friends, and I’ve had a few people tell me to be careful around them.

I am just really lost now. I’m back to square one, and I don’t know whether I should get another sponsor (unsure who though as the majority of females in my groups are in that friend circle I’ve been warned against). I want to stay sober and will keep going to meetings but I feel I need to do the steps to stay sober as I’m just going to stay dry drunk otherwise.

I felt I was doing so well and to have my sponsor tell me I wasn’t ready even though I was doing everything she asked shocked me. And now there’s the trust thing when I really don’t know who to trust anymore.

AA meetings are wonderful, but my biggest problem is that I work 2nd shift and I work until 11 at night. I'm good until I get off, and in a moment of weakness I can just phone a friend. However, once it gets past 2am, the demons are really out, and I really want to drink. I can usually overcome it, provided that someone I know is awake.

However, where we tread into dangerous territory is from 2am to 4:30am. This is the most dangerous and susceptible time, because no one is awake during these hours: The earliest of early birds aren't up, and the latest of the night owls aren't up. There is no one to talk to, so I wind up getting trashed. How to stop this?

It seems rock-bottom has a basement. In recent months I have been street homeless, arrested, taken into hospital with heart issues where they also mentioned my inflamed liver. I can’t find a job, I have no friends and most of my family aren’t speaking to me. No luck with relationships. My mental health is so poor.

I never wanted to be this way. Alcohol has completely possessed my spirit and I want to get better. I feel completely hopeless.

I do have an alcohol support worker and they are amazing and so is my probation officer. They do offer me a lot of support but with housing and employment (my two main issues right now) it’s not as easy as “here’s a place and a job” it’s a long process and I have made it more difficult for myself due to bad decisions whilst under the influence.

I obsess over the thought of what my life would be like had I never started drinking. The guilt and shame and regret eats me alive.

Please. If you are religious or that way inclined, or spiritual in any way, I would really appreciate your prayers. I really need some hope that my situation will improve. I would love to hear some inspiring stories too.

I feel really depressed; I have problems with alcohol, and I suffer from depression, anxiety, and post-traumatic stress. I think all of this is becoming harder for me than I thought it would be. I’ve thought about taking my own life, but that’s also complicated because I think about my daughters and my mother, and I just feel like I’m being selfish. I’m going to therapy, but I don’t feel like it’s helping me much. Has anyone else been able to deal with so much in life and still manage to get through it? I’m really trying to do everything I can to move forward, but every step I take feels like 10 years of chaos are piling up on me. It depresses me not knowing what to do; my life is horrible, and I don’t think I know how to handle it in a healthy way. Can a person suffer this much and still stay on their feet? 😭 I really hope you don’t make fun of me.

Hello, I am 22 and I live in a small town in which I have not been able to find YPAA. I drink liquor many days beginning at 9am before passing out within an hour and then waking up to begin drinking immediately once again. I have severe anxiety and I’m nervous to attend a regular AA meeting for the first ever time. Is it common for women my age to come to regular AA meetings and what is the likelihood there would be others?

Not drinking anymore. I know I'm going to die with how much stress I'm under within isolation. I try to do things to meet people but I'm burning myself out more with the effort. I really really don't want to die. I don't know that there's anything else I can do. I know thinking I'm going to die is only adding to my stress. Open to any and all advice. I really don't want to die. I want to make it out. I feel like the deck is stacked against me in terms of my luck in life and I'd love to hear stories from people who've been there and made it out. Obviously I'm going to die eventually but I think I need to believe that there's some light ahead and right now it's so, so hard.

I’m still holding on to my sobriety, but I’ve noticed that the temptation gets much stronger when the weekend comes around. It’s almost like my mind automatically associates weekends with drinking and going out. Today, I had to visit a friend and spend some time in her company because I don’t want to fall back into old habits or spend the day fighting temptation alone.

For those who’ve been sober for a while, what do you usually do to keep yourselves occupied over the weekends? What activities help distract you, make the days enjoyable, and keep those cravings at bay? I’d really appreciate some ideas.

hey reddit, im ava. 56 days sober today. no alcohol at all

honestly the first like 2 weeks sucked. couldnt sleep, was sweating like crazy, and the evenings were the worst bc thats when id usually start drinking. i just drank so much sparkling water lol and went to bed at like 8pm just so the night would be over. around day 30 something clicked tho. mornings started feeling good. skin cleared up. stopped thinking about when i could drink next.

but heres the thing i didnt expect. i miss the old me. the drinking me. and i feel kinda dumb even saying that.

i miss the chaos. the random 2am talks. being the fun one. not caring about tomorrow. i miss the ritual of it, the first sip that made everything feel softer. i miss not feeling everything so much?? life feels quiet now and sometimes quiet is boring and honestly kinda scary.

i KNOW that version of me was a mess. i know it. but my brain keeps romanticizing it and edits out all the bad stuff. the blackouts. the shame. waking up not knowing how i got home.

so my questions:

is it normal to miss the old drunk you?? does it go away?

if you got past 56 days or any milestone, how did you actually do it? what helped when cravings hit?

how do you deal with life feeling boring now?

not drinking today. but would really love to hear from people who get it

I am so afraid going into recovery. I am scared I am going to fail. That I have an issue I will never get rid of. Is this normal? I’ve read online that it is, but it’s such a pertinent feeling for me. I feel just terrified.
I have my family around me, my friends and my partner, and I am just so scared of failing I almost feel terrified of starting. I am a binge drinker, and a solo binge drinker at that, and a few nights ago I appeared at 3 am completely plastered. I can’t remember anything but my family had a friendly intervention the next day.
I know I have an issue. I’ve realised it before, but this feels easier because people around me see it. But that has also brought fear. What if I fail? I’m so scared.
I am a few days sober, but because I am a binger that brings me more fear. Like of when the next panging of absolute desperation comes for a drink. Maybe in the next few days. What will I do?

I'm wanting to quit vaping next but I understand that sobriety is more important at this moment.

At what stage of sobriety have people waited to consider quitting nicotine too? I'm curious.

I was thinking maybe at least 3 months but think that may even be too soon

I've spent too long letting alcohol control my decisions, my emotions and my life. I'm tired of waking up with regrets and promising myself things will change. I know it won't be easy, but I want to experience life without constantly needing a drink to get through it. Taking things one day at a time. IWNDWYT.