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.
Arguments and conflict
Loving my mother, fearing her drinking
When she is sober she can be the most caring, kind, loving woman in the world.
When she is sober she can be the most caring, kind, loving woman in the world.
If you grow up with an alcoholic parent, you can do anything
Paul told no one that his mum was an alcoholic but says his experience made him strong.
Paul told no one that his mum was an alcoholic but says his experience made him strong.
From chaos to clarity – healing from a stepfather’s addiction
Charlotte’s journey from childhood trauma to creating a women’s healing centre
Charlotte’s journey from childhood trauma to creating a women’s healing centre
I remember my dad before the drink consumed everything
He was a totally different person. Sam is determined to end this generational trauma.
He was a totally different person. Sam is determined to end this generational trauma.
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.
Adult child of an alcoholic: It really isn’t your fault
As a child, I thought my dad drank like any normal person.
As a child, I thought my dad drank like any normal person.
I grew up not knowing that my father was an alcoholic
As a child L-A saw conflict and unpredictability. She now knows it wasn’t her fault.
As a child L-A saw conflict and unpredictability. She now knows it wasn’t her fault.
I was always waiting for Hyde to reappear
I knew that when my dad had been drinking to stay out of the way.
I knew that when my dad had been drinking to stay out of the way.
Protecting my peace meant blocking my alcoholic mum
The drunk texts and hurtful late-night calls have taken a toll I can no longer bear.
The drunk texts and hurtful late-night calls have taken a toll I can no longer bear.
