I don’t get why people make jokes about alcoholism/alcoholics.
believe it or not its classed as an illness.
Don’t think you’d be laughing or joking, if alcoholism effected your family.
Done.
Stop scrolling. Reblog this if one of your parents is an alcoholic.
I will fucking follow every single one of you. Seriously though you are not alone. I know how hard it can be. Please stay strong, it’s your life.
i’m honestly kind of scared of ever drinking
god, there is so much alcoholism in my family
and after watching my mother’s life collapse in on itself and how she treated me and everybody around her, i am terrified of what i could end up doing???
i don’t
want to neglect my family and push everybody away and seriously hurt my career.
i don’t want to be my mother or my father.
ugh but i’m getting to the age where statistically and reasonably speaking, it’s going to be pretty hard to avoid drinking. 6_9 rip.
No Longer Silent: Family of Origin
I was taught Don’t Talk, Don’t Think, Don’t Feel. Don’t talk you don’t have anything important to say. Nobody cares what you have to say. Don’t think, you don’t know how, it doesn’t do you any good to think, it wont change anything, you are not smart enough to think, your thoughts don’t matter….
Stuck in the Dark: I hate my dad so much right now
He puts me through so much misery and makes me feel horrible about myself. When I was younger all I would hear from him was ‘suck your belly in’. He’s just a horrible rude person who just sits there and drinks. Always making me fetch his fucking beers for him. He was about to ask me to get him…
Ask The Band: I Am Turning Into My Alcoholic Mother
I have a problem. A few actually, because shoot – who doesn’t?
My biggest problem is that I am turning into my mother. My mother was an alcoholic. I didn’t live with her, so I don’t have the baggage of being a child of an addict. I have always been cognizant of the fact that addiction is hereditary on some level, so I have never really been a drinker.
That is, until my son was born and I got divorced.
Now I can’t stop drinking.
I black out every night.
My son has had to wake me up when I have passed out at the table, long after he has gone to bed.
I know I have to quit, but I can’t. I don’t know why I can’t avoid buying a bottle of wine every day. I have this feeling of panic that comes over me if there is no wine in my house.
When my dad says he’s “going to bed” at 7:00 at night…
he really means that he’s going to sit in his room, drink alone, and then find any family member who’s not seriously preoccupied so he can fight with them.
lol just another night at my house~~~~~~~~
