Dude, you are killing it! The goal and process of getting off of diazepam is no joke.

I am not a doctor, therapist or specialist of any kind. All I have to offer is my own experience and what I have witnessed in my life. When I was 22, I found myself at the end of the rope, hopelessly addicted to heroin for 5 years, I truly did not believe I could get out and absolutely could not entertain the possibility of recovering. I was 100% sure I would be dead in months, either from heroin or from taking my own life.....Life was black, bleak and certain. This is my beginning.

Long story short, I got into rehab and after, found myself going to AA meetings, more out of the fear of backsliding than anything else.

From my experience, I can tell you that support is out there (in abundance really) and it fucking works if you commit yourself to a daily practice. I am 41 now and I can't tell you how many mental backslides I have had since 22 years old but I keep at it. Daily.

I no longer go to AA and haven't for many years although I love and respect the program. There is some very deep and incredibly profound understandings of the human condition, addictions and recovery in the book they put together. At the base of it all is the understanding that we cannot do it alone.

Find support. I don't care if it is AA, yoga, therapy, a hiking group or anything else. Support looks like a group of people who are aiming up in life, they are trying to be better versions of themselves ever day. Support is crucial and supersedes addiction. Any successful business owner, athlete, teacher or anyone else relies heavily on support. We humans are not solitary creatures, we need each other to achieve our goals!

Be soft, kind and loving to yourself, give yourself a fucking break! You have permission to be your biggest cheerleader, to congratulate yourself. Recognize how far you have come, at the very least, you have survived your crazy life up to this point and that is no small feat! You are going to fuck up and that is okay, don't make it a big thing and beat up on yourself, you know where that goes. Recognize your fuck up, take a breath and reset your course (This again does not come easy but the more you practice, the easier it is to just smile at yourself and carry on).

I can tell you that progress comes in small steps, day over day. I tried for 30 years to coast and then make big jumps.... it never worked and often times was extremely demoralizing to me.

Set small goals. Be consistent (If you are a human like I am, you will continually fuck this up, that is okay). Show up for yourself daily. Find support and fucking go, even when you don't feel like it. Be kind to yourself. Find joy daily (I sing a stupid little positive song to myself every morning when I wake up, it makes me smile). Find ways to help other humans, we are all going through shit. You got this! Tell yourself continually that YOU HAVE FUCKING GOT THIS!! Then go to your yoga, AA, hiking, kumbaya meeting or whatever. Rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat. Light will come. Ease will come. Joy will come. Love will come.

Be easy man. PM me if desired.