Rest easy my hero
I learnt not to talk, not to trust and not to feel.
I learnt not to talk, not to trust and not to feel.
Isolated with the family secret
I had a happy childhood until I first realised my dad was an alcoholic around the age of 12
I have accepted that this is the way it is and I have to make the most of the family relationships that I do have.
I have accepted that this is the way it is and I have to make the most of the family relationships that I do have.
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.
I have learned to cope. But I do feel robbed of having my mum and wish that she was here.
To the outside world my family appeared perfect.
To the outside world my family appeared perfect.
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.
I didn’t tell anyone about the bottle, just kept it to myself as with everything else
Of course I didn’t tell anyone about the bottle, just kept it to myself as with everything else.
Of course I didn’t tell anyone about the bottle, just kept it to myself as with everything else.
The feeling of having an alcoholic parent or relative
Don’t let something like this hold you back, it is their problem not yours
Don’t let something like this hold you back, it is their problem not yours
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.
