FA- You have made so much progress in just a few days that it amazes me. By opening up, you have forced yourself to stare your demons right in the eye. Grief and guilt are two of the worst demons you will ever have to face, and they will never go away if you try to hide from them. I know all of my demons well now. We're on a first name basis.
I was blamed for a friend's death once. He wasn't my SO, but he was a great friend and a classic character. I miss him every day. His goofy smile, his dark sense of humor, his spontaneity, his talent. After he died, I had to carry a .38 everywhere I went for several months because of all the death threats I received. And believe me, I know damned well what the barrel tastes like. Before I faced the guilt and grief, I numbed myself with everything I could get my hands on. I became homeless for several weeks because I refused to go to work. I sold almost everything I owned (thankfully I had the sense to dump the .38 that tempted me) for drugs and booze before my brother came to get me out of there and drove me across the country. During the road trip, my forced sobriety got me some serious face time with the demons. It was hard and painful, but I mostly worked through it. It took a long time to slay those demons completely, but time really does heal all wounds.
The fact that you are still here and deep down wish to remain that way speaks volumes to me. I know this much- you are stronger than I. If I had been in the same situation as you, I know I would have taken the easy way out. You didn't. You are still here, and once you get past this, I will bet you that you will no longer need the alcohol to get by.
Please know that your family here loves you and wishes you nothing but happiness and peace.