No one wanted to admit that my mum had a drink problem.
No one wanted to admit that my mum had a drink problem.
Last Christmas was my first without my Dad.
Last Christmas was my first without my Dad.
‘I walked on egg shells during my late teenage years. Mum never admitted it.’
‘I walked on egg shells during my late teenage years. Mum never admitted it.’
Your demon, your monster, your saboteur.
Your demon, your monster, your saboteur.
‘It became the point I would get serious anxiety over anything I couldn’t control’
‘It became the point I would get serious anxiety over anything I couldn’t control’
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.
It reminded me of who she really was.
It reminded me of who she really was.
‘You can be angry, and that’s okay.’
‘You can be angry, and that’s okay.’
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.
All I can do is support from an arm’s length. I’m a daughter, not a carer.
All I can do is support from an arm’s length. I’m a daughter, not a carer.