DS, don't despair.
My gfil (I hate these abbreviations) didn't marry until he was 45.
Married a chick of 27, they had three children, and he lived into his ninties. He and his wife were crazy about each other, even though the depression left them poor to the end of his days.
Sorry I never got to meet him.
So hang in there.
As far as the booze goes I remember a quote from W. C. Fields:
"I was in love with a beautiful blonde once. She drove me to drink; that's the one thing I'm indebted to her for."
That has nothing whatever to do with the topic, but I thought it might give you a chuckle.
Happy new year.