My husband’s father was an alcoholic
The ‘after-effects’ of growing up with an alcoholic parent are many
The ‘after-effects’ of growing up with an alcoholic parent are many
Experience of abuse
And I’ll see you again when it’s time for me
As a young girl I remember the fear of coming in from school.
As a young girl I remember the fear of coming in from school.
Forgiveness
All I feel now is sadness at what my dad went through, I truly believe no one chooses to become an alcoholic, it can just happen.
All I feel now is sadness at what my dad went through, I truly believe no one chooses to become an alcoholic, it can just happen.
I remember enough
I have had to and continue to learn how to find new ways of being.
I have had to and continue to learn how to find new ways of being.
We both ended up leaving home around 16, because we could not cope with the situation anymore
For a second I had a glimpse of a family where alcohol was not the priority.
For a second I had a glimpse of a family where alcohol was not the priority.
When I said Mum drank they emphatically said ‘No no no she doesn’t’.
You’d walk home wondering what mess she was in, and what you would have to do to keep the peace.
You’d walk home wondering what mess she was in, and what you would have to do to keep the peace.
“Nanny drinks her special juice out of a cup”
She kicked off at my friends and had to be physically restrained.
She kicked off at my friends and had to be physically restrained.
Scarred for life
My mum kicked my dad out; my dad weren’t having none of it so he smashed my mum’s window and then started calling my mum names.
My mum kicked my dad out; my dad weren’t having none of it so he smashed my mum’s window and then started calling my mum names.
He is drinking himself to death but we still don’t talk about the problem
Even now when he is in hospital at least once a month from blacking out. Even now we know that his liver is beyond repair.
Even now when he is in hospital at least once a month from blacking out. Even now we know that his liver is beyond repair.
“It’s not her that hates you, it’s the disease”
When the bell rung at 3pm, most of my friends couldn’t wait to get out of school. For me, I dreaded that sound.
When the bell rung at 3pm, most of my friends couldn’t wait to get out of school. For me, I dreaded that sound.
