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.
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To the outside world my family appeared perfect.
You’d walk home wondering what mess she was in, and what you would have to do to keep the peace.
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.
I was left to pick up my brothers and sisters as she was asleep drunk. We would end up locked out until she woke up.
‘Probably from the age of about six I knew what alcohol was.’
I will never forget my past and what’s happened in my life. I just try and believe my mum and dad are at peace now and in a better place.
To the world outside everything was fine, a normal middle class family.
To anyone that has gone through a similar thing I would like to say: things get better, and don’t be afraid to ask for help.
“Don’t trust, don’t talk, don’t feel,” these are the rules of a dysfunctional family.
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