The fear is understandable. I felt similar with many relapses and attempts to stop. It’s from deep down, and it’s real.
What helped and changed for me this time was when my inner narrative shifted.
All that fear? All that anxiety? It was fear of the unknown. Subconsciously knowing something needed to change. Fear that something was wrong with me. Uncertainty in what could be done, and disbelief that it was possible. I would collapse and go back to the easy solution of my old ways.
This time though, something clicked…
Yes. Things did need to change. I did need to do some work.
But. It is not something to be feared. There are people who have been there, and I could see clearly how they’re now thriving. I could instead let them be a sign of hope.
I could fight it or accept it: I DID need help. That does not mean I’m bad or broken. I just needed help. I could let go of my way of things that only led to pain and take on blind faith that maybe, just maybe, if I stayed sober today and started trying what worked for others, maybe I would heal over time.
And after so many years of misery, the hope that it could be better finally made something snap. I said, f*ck it! I give up. Let’s see what happens. Cuz it sure as hell felt like it couldn’t get worse.
And with that hope, that trust, that complete abandon, little by little things changed. I tried other people’s suggestions even when I didn’t believe they’d work. Even when they made me uncomfortable. Because they might mean a path to getting better.
They did get better. And my inner peace now is tranquil enough that my boss just jokingly asked me what was wrong with me, that I seem to never be bothered by any calamity anymore, lol.
I dunno if any of that helps, but I hope there’s something in it that may help you, too, to let go of it all and find peace. If even just for today.
You’ll be ok. Do not be afraid. Just don’t drink today and see how tomorrow is different. And then do that again.