Growing Up With An Alcoholic
From the ages of 9 years old until I was a senior in High School my mom was married to an alcoholic. Life was very difficult. My mother was physically and mentally abused as well as my older brother and myself. Things were so bad at home that my brother quit school and left home before he was even 16 years old. He lived out on the streets and ate out of garbage cans. I did manage to graduate high school but it wasn't easy considering what we all went through at home. My mom was not financially independent so she felt the need to remain married so we would have somewhere to live. She finally packed up and left him when I was a senior in high school. I have serious issues with people who are heavy drinkers to this day. I avoid them at all costs. I can't stand the smell of Bourbon or Whiskey it makes me ill. There is no reasoning with someone who is an alcoholic. You can never win. The best thing you can do is stay out of their way if at all possible. Remember this, most alcoholics can hide their illness from co-workers and friends. Sometimes when around these people they can put on quite a show and even come across to other people as a happy drunk. Noone else knows how they really are behind closed doors. So pray to God to help you through it and don't form a pattern and end up with a mate like your mother or father did.