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.
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As a young girl I remember the fear of coming in from school.
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 have had to and continue to learn how to find new ways of being.
For a second I had a glimpse of a family where alcohol was not the priority.
You’d walk home wondering what mess she was in, and what you would have to do to keep the peace.
She kicked off at my friends and had to be physically restrained.
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.
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.
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 I look back I seem to have spent a lot of my childhood cleaning, the only way I could make myself calm in the chaos.
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