What didn't he do that could have done? I can only know what changes I had to make in my life after suffering a relapse myself, and being lucky enough to walk away from it with my life. First off, I put my recovery first, before anything else. If there was ever a question in my mind about what was the most important thing in my life, I was left doubtless after my last relapse. Without a devotion to my own recovery, a family, a career, and a happy, healthy life would never be attainable. Addiction never sleeps. For myself, a relapse starts long before I actually put a substance in my body. It begins when I stop being honest, when I start being irresponsible, when I return to the habits of the addict. It may be something as simple as taking some food from my roommate without asking. It may seem like a little thing, but to me it's a warning sign that something is up, and I have to have my feelers out for those warning signs. When they pop up, I talk about them, I'm honest about them, and I don't hide them away in the dark recesses of my brain. I let the light in.