Our story is not one of sadness, it is one of pure resilience with love at its core
Your past does not define you.
Your past does not define you.
Death of a parent
My mum – Typical Glaswegian, feisty at the best of times and even worse when drunk
She was by far not always perfect, but she was still my mum.
She was by far not always perfect, but she was still my mum.
An alcoholic is so much more than their addiction
I guess it has made me very resilient. Nothing really gets to me these days.
I guess it has made me very resilient. Nothing really gets to me these days.
The Child of an Alcoholic: It’s never too late to break the cycle
We had little chance of developing as healthy children.
We had little chance of developing as healthy children.
My mum, when sober, was the most beautiful, loving, and caring person
From around the age of nine, I began to understand that my mum was struggling with alcoholism.
From around the age of nine, I began to understand that my mum was struggling with alcoholism.
Reaching your parent’s death age
She was an alcoholic and struggled with life, but she was a human with a personality.
She was an alcoholic and struggled with life, but she was a human with a personality.
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.
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.
