Every child should be allowed to experience, what being a kid is all about. Not a care in the world, happy, laughing, playing with friends, make memories, enjoying school etc. It’s hard when I’m in any situation growing up when people around me discussed their childhood. I have blocked out a lot of mine as…
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Dads alcoholism made me the man I am today.
One year ago this week, my Dad died peacefully in his hospice bed.I was standing right next to him at the time, trying to comfort him during his last few breaths. Somehow, I found that I still loved him, although how this could possibly be the case after all that he had done, all that…
Lost in the confusion of my parents drinking.
If you’d asked me about my childhood when I was 20, I would have told you it was ‘great’ and I truly would’ve believed it, whether that was because the layers of denial were so deep or because I knew no different I couldn’t even tell you now. I don’t think that was the beginning…
7 myths about alcoholism, through a child of an alcoholic’s eyes.
1) You have to drink every day to be an alcoholic… This one is real significant for everyone to know. From COA’s, to the parents, to teachers, and friends. For a child to be affected by a parents drinking, that parent does NOT need be drunk every day, let alone 24/7. So just because you…
Marking the bottle
Remember that quiet kid at school? The one that wasn’t popular but wasn’t bullied either. That was me. I couldn’t complain with any part my school life;from primary school to secondary school I just kind of got on with it. At home was a different story though, a story I never shared with anyone at…
Life Cycles
It was the season for endings; late Fall. The night we got the call saying we couldn’t go home we’d been celebrating my brother’s birthday. He was born the same day as our father, whose name he shares. The pain of division was magnified against the weight of its timing. Katie and Reid howled on…
Losing my father, for the second time.
In April of this year, we lost our father in rather tragic circumstances. How a man goes from a 6’3 rugby playing, business owner, with 4 beautiful children and a loving wife, to an almost homeless alcoholic taking his last breath on the floor of a hostel is a question I will ask myself for…
Memories From My Childhood
My childhood; The good times. I remember lots of love, Big strong cuddles from my Dad, his silly stories and rhymes, (often rude which obviously meant we loved them even more!) He would make us laugh until it hurt, dancing around, singing or just generally taking the Micky. Walks to the park; sitting on his…
Mother..
Things got really bad when I was 14. My parents had always been drinkers, but my mums drinking started getting out of control. She would turn violent, her anger and bitterness directed at my dad, my little sister and me. The police would be called at least once a week. She stopped taking my sister…
What would I advise the younger me?
I have thought about this many times and it’s difficult to know what I would advise the younger me because the younger me was so headstrong and idealistic that they probably wouldn’t have listened anyway. I have read other peoples’ shared experiences and they’ve made me feel grateful because I had a fantastic childhood…
Being a COA is a thing! 