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I drowned my pain, and it buried me
I became the dad I couldn’t save
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I drowned my pain, and it buried me
I became the dad I couldn’t save
I feel the confidence now to be able to share my experience of being a child of an alcoholic
There’s freedom in speaking up and working through this.
Like many families with addiction, there was constant covering up to make things look ‘respectable’ and keep the secret.
I am the adult child of an alcoholic who I lost to her addiction in 2006.
For as far back as I can remember, I had a lingering feeling something was terribly wrong.
We lived in it together, and I felt that no one else would ever understand.
I spent days thinking that if I did not exist, it would make her better.
The whole family had suffered the damaging indignities…
My mum suffered from postpartum psychosis and other mental illnesses, and my dad was an alcoholic.
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