Imagine if someone treated someone else the way we treat ourselves. It would be seen as cruelty and neglect. I have terrible anxiety these days and it starts at 5am and continues until I have a few hours sleep that night. It wakes me up, hectoring and badgering me with all manner of problems and then just insists I stay anxious and panicky for the day by doubting everything around me, even mt families love, even my successes. Imagine someone waking another person up to tell them how shit they are and continuing relentlessly throughout the day! I'd punch their lights out, why is it okay if I do it to myself?
My point is that we treat ourselves in ways of extreme cruelty that we wouldn't tolerate from others. If you've relapsed, okay, that's not great but its just a mistake. It's not the end of the world. In fact, it is the way of the world. Learn, always learn. What happened and what will be done differently next time?
I'm with you brother, I am battling hard atm. People have survived worse, why not us too?
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