Well, by the Grace of God and AA, I celebrated 20 years of continuous sobriety this past July.
At first it was awkward turning down a drink with alcohol in it. Over time, the crowd I hang around with has changed, as no one seems to question it anymore. I ask for a cola or coffee. Most folks don't take it beyond that.
It has been quite rare for me, that anyone really presses me about it. Maybe it is the way I look them in the eye and say "No, thank you, do you have a cola or coffee". I have only encountered one situation where all they had was wine. I left.
We are presented with the full banquet of life. At the far, far end of a huge table are a few bottles of booze. Look at all the other choices I have, but only if I don't take the booze. It is, truly, a small sacrifice for a reprieve from a progressive and terminal disease.
(No, I did not always feel this way!)