Experience of abuse

Not something you could talk about

No-one spoke about it, and we had to keep it a secret. It was like a shame on the family.

No-one spoke about it, and we had to keep it a secret. It was like a shame on the family.

A visit from a Merry Christmas past

I wanted to share how the term “Merry Christmas” can feel, as the kid of an alcoholic.

I wanted to share how the term “Merry Christmas” can feel, as the kid of an alcoholic.

The pursuit of peace of mind

My head works in overdrive to put together pieces of a missing puzzle.

My head works in overdrive to put together pieces of a missing puzzle.

Still here fighting (Part 1)

I am still here fighting on and there is always more of my story to tell.

I am still here fighting

I am still here fighting on and there is always more of my story to tell.

Intoxicated Darkness

When my father died she would function during the daytimes as she needed to keep life going

When my father died she would function during the daytimes as she needed to keep life going

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