Hello. These are all normal feelings. I have 33 months and I am still dealing with the guilt from what happened. I was just a social drinker, a half glass girl until one year after my mom died then alcoholism hit me viciously in 2019.
I still can’t believe how awful I was and how many times I ended up in a detox hospital in a matter of months. Most of it I can’t remember but I pulled all my medical records and I can’t believe that was me. I am so lucky my husband is still here. I was sober only 1 month then at the beginning of the pandemic I relapsed again because I had one sip of beer. My past haunts me daily. I am so careful where I go. I can’t be around a lot of alcohol and haven’t seen some family in 33 months.
But aside from all that, We need to be proud of ourselves that we are on our recovery journey but, it’s not easy. I know drinking is not an option anymore and I witnessed my brother die so when I feel like this I get angry. I should be grateful that I am not drinking anymore.
The past is our worse enemy and still not letting it go is holding me back in many ways and it will you too.
Move forward and we need to let it go. One minute, one hour, or one day at a time whatever it takes. We got this. 

