I am an alcoholic. I know I should not drink at all, but I do. When I do 'Just one" can readily lead to one too many. Especially when it is being used to help dull the pain. In reality, the way it tends to work is first comes the alcohol fueled depression to feed the pain, anguish, sense of hopelessness, until the eventual stupor and passing out comes along. (You can call it falling asleep but just because it's 1:00 A.M......)
My wife says there is always at least 5 solutions to every problem. I can usually come up with 3 right away. She has 5 or more. When it comes to my own problems my vision is usually a lot more narrowed. Like just 1 maybe 2 solutions. Having another usually doesn't work out.
What I found to help the best is expanding my view or abilities to see solutions. During my darkest period food and drink gave way to self help and spirituality books. Getting involved with a TG support group with a couple of special angels there for me when I needed them most also helped a lot.
To help shed the 50 or so pounds I had packed on I started walking. Fresh air, pumping blood, and time. Time just to see and appreciate the awe and wonder of the world around me. The walks started as a sort of diversion and exercise routine and morphed into a spiritual experience. Seven years later I still feel the same.
As in most things trans, the 3D's of Diversions, Distractions, and Denial only work so well for only so long.