Sharing our stories is how we break the silence
My Dad’s drinking was the backdrop of my childhood, always dictating the atmosphere in our home.
My Dad’s drinking was the backdrop of my childhood, always dictating the atmosphere in our home.
Addiction taking priority
A tribute to our dad
Behind his bright smile, he fought a silent battle with alcohol.
Behind his bright smile, he fought a silent battle with alcohol.
The last words my Dad said
I’m still angry but I know it’s not something he had control of.
I’m still angry but I know it’s not something he had control of.
I do not believe you set out to become addicted to alcohol
I often wonder what I would tell you if I had just one more day to spend with you.
I often wonder what I would tell you if I had just one more day to spend with you.
Why couldn’t I have a ‘normal’ mum?
Mandy’s mother was talented, loving and kind when sober. When drunk, she was a monster.
Mandy’s mother was talented, loving and kind when sober. When drunk, she was a monster.
The shame and secrecy of having an alcoholic mother
She was an alcoholic. So much shame and secrecy surrounded that word.
She was an alcoholic. So much shame and secrecy surrounded that word.
Mum wasn’t normal or like other parents
Mum would fall asleep on the sofa every night after three or four bottles of wine.
Mum would fall asleep on the sofa every night after three or four bottles of wine.
Broken promises and heartache
Growing up as a child of an alcoholic shaped my life.
Growing up as a child of an alcoholic shaped my life.
Growing Up With a Parent Who is an Alcoholic
Talking about having a family member who is an alcoholic is still taboo in our country.
Talking about having a family member who is an alcoholic is still taboo in our country.
This one’s for you Mum
Thank you for the lessons that your life taught me
Thank you for the lessons that your life taught me
