Like the vast majority of people who drink or drank too much I tried to give up alcohol hundreds of times over the years before I finally succeeded. On a day when I woke up with a worse than usual hangover I would swear to myself that I would never drink again. My determination would usually last until about 3pm or 4pm and then the same old thoughts would start. The thoughts and excuses that went through my mind were rather predictable for anyone in the same situation that I was in :
1) It would be better/easier to stop on a Saturday or a Monday or after my birthday or after Christmas or at the New Year or at the start of a month, a clean slate would be easier.
2) I don't really drink any more than most people, no need to panic yet.
3) I wasn't that bad last night. I just need to stop drinking cheap wine or cheap cider or buy a better quality gin/vodka/whisky and then I won't feel so bad in the morning.
4) I just need to make sure I drink after a good meal to give my stomach a good lining, that'll make things okay.
5) I need to make sure I drink a pint or two of water before bed. Some antacid would be a good idea too. Then I'll be fine.
6) It was the fault of X that I drank too much last night, it wasn't my fault. I won't drink so much tonight because I have done X or haven't done Y or haven't spoken to Z so I won't be so depressed.
7) My life is so stressful and depressing that I need/deserve a drink to help me relax.
I could go on for a long time with the excuses I came up with to let me off the hook for drinking again so soon after I said I would stop for ever, but I think seven excuses is enough.
So, why did I succeed in April 2010 when all previous attempts had failed? What was different? I'm not really sure there is a definite answer, but I can pick out some factors that were different in 2010 that hadn't been true for previous attempts at giving up.
1) The first and biggest thing was that I came across BE - it suited my personality perfectly. No face to face stuff, no reason to leave home, no reason to apologise or make excuses if I didn't turn up for a day or two. There was loads of information to read, and there were people who had been through it and had stayed sober for the long haul who were there as inspiration.
2) The second biggest thing was that I made plans. I prepared for sobriety like it was a military campaign. I have to admit (with hindsight) my plans were woefully inadequate and I still had no real idea what to expect from sobriety. I thought that it would all be over in a couple of weeks and life would be wonderful. But at least I made preparations to the best of my ability and that is much, much better than having no plans at all.
3) I've mentioned this before but I think it is worth repeating... I realised for the first time that getting sober wasn't going to happen by magic and it wasn't going to happen just by wishing. Getting sober was going to take hard work and lots of it, and I needed to prepare if I was going to have a hope of success.
So what did my plans consist of? Well, mostly I dealt with practical stuff. But there were some other things as well.
1) I bought plenty of food and non-alcoholic drink – enough to last about 10 days. I made sure I had enough food for my dog too. Once I'd got the necessary food and drink I intended to avoid all shops for as long as possible.
2) I bought (and took) vitamins and minerals and rehydration treatments. I didn't get the dosage or the selection right but at least I tried. (The necessary info can be found in this thread.)
3) When I walked my dog I avoided going past any places where I could reasonably expect to buy alcohol.
4) I didn't carry money anywhere.
5) I expected to be bored. I realised it wouldn't be for ever. I didn't use it as an excuse to start drinking again.
6) I have to admit I did no housework at all. I simply wasn't up to it for ages. I prepared food and walked the dog. That was all. This wasn't part of my original plans and I did berate myself and get depressed over this because I had expected to turn into superwoman when I got sober. This was definitely one of my head in the clouds thoughts – totally and utterly ridiculous and as wrong as wrong could be! Superwoman - Ha bloody ha!
7) Point 6 brings me onto... I tried to be kind to myself. I quickly realised that getting sober was not turning out how I expected and I tried to “go with the flow”. I was actually shocked at how difficult this all was. I just had to take it on faith that things would get better. And they did – eventually!
8) Before I actually started the process of getting sober I wrote a very detailed description of how I felt when I had a bad hangover – the physical stuff and the mental stuff. I wrote about my fears for the future. I wrote about my fears for my relationship with my husband. I wrote about my paranoid fears. I wrote and wrote and wrote. I've read my outpourings many times. It has repaid the effort I put into it many times over.
9) I quickly realised that I had to avoid driving as much as I possibly could for the early weeks. I couldn't concentrate and couldn't think straight. I was a danger on the roads.
10) I knew that sleeping was going to be horrendous. I had used alcohol to help me pass out for years. I expected it to get better quickly. I was wrong. It would have been better if I had just relaxed and let my sleep happen whenever it could. I did badly on this.
I've run out of steam for now. Next time I feel like having a waffle I will try and add to this.

Never forget - I'm not a doctor. Take responsibility for your own health, do your own research, and double-check everything.
Getting sober doesn't happen by magic and doesn't happen by wishing. Make a plan and get prepared!