My Dad
As a family I believe we were in denial
As a family I believe we were in denial
Loss of connection with a parent
If I was a good girl, then she’d be happy
My Mum’s alcoholism was a secret kept by me, my Dad, and my Mum.
My Mum’s alcoholism was a secret kept by me, my Dad, and my Mum.
When Mommy drinks wine
It reminded me of who she really was.
It reminded me of who she really was.
The door bell
Clinking bottles which were hiding in bags came.
Clinking bottles which were hiding in bags came.
Glass on the floor
We see your hidden glass on the floor.
We see your hidden glass on the floor.
I miss you every moment of my life
As much as I miss you, I don’t miss the alcohol and perpetual cycle of despair.
As much as I miss you, I don’t miss the alcohol and perpetual cycle of despair.
Fade away
You gave me life and I long to remember your sweet voice.
You gave me life and I long to remember your sweet voice.
How to deal with the death of your alcohol dependent parent
I was crying for the man he could have and should have been.
I was crying for the man he could have and should have been.
The Lessons you taught me
If you are within arms-reach as a child or loved one, the negative stigma remains much the same.
If you are within arms-reach as a child or loved one, the negative stigma remains much the same.
I was longing for her to show an interest in my children and in my life
It’s scary that alcohol has made her this way and that she is permanently damaged
It’s scary that alcohol has made her this way and that she is permanently damaged
