I grew up in an Alcoholic Family. I want to share my story with you of growing up in an Alcoholic Family. Both my Parents were Alcoholics. I had a Grandfather who was an Alcoholic. I had an Uncle who was an Alcoholic. I grew up in a culture of drinking and Alcoholism. My story is probably like alot of Alcoholic stories. But I am sure my Alcoholic story is unique in it's own way. All of us effected by the disease of Alcoholism have our own stories, but their is always a common thread. I am hoping if you are an Alcoholic that you can find some hope and a little inspiration in my story that will help you to put the bottle down and change your life today. Yes, decide to change your life today. Call an Alcoholics Anonymous Hotline and find out where an AA meeting in your townis and go tonight, just one meeting, go tonight, drinking or not drinking. It does not matter, you just have to summon the courage to go to an AA meeting for ( 1 ) hour, rather than your favorite bar. You can go drink after the meeting. If you stop and think of the Family members your drinking is hurting, if you could try put yourself in your wife or husband's place for just a minute, maybe you could catch a glimpse of the damage your drinking is doing to your spouse. If you have children, please think of your children. You are doing the kind of psychological damage to your children that can not be reversed. They will grow up with all types of issues that will effect them their entire life because they had an Alcoholic Parent. Think, think hard, think about the hurtful damage you are doing to your children's development. This is just the beginning.... please stay with me. | Alcholism, Alcoholic, Alcoholic Family, Alcoholic Parent, Alcoholic Mother, Alcoholic Father, Binge Drinking, AA, Recovering Alcoholic, Alcoholic Drinking, Alcoholic Help, Alcoholic Symptoms, Alcoholism in Families |
Naturally I learned growing up in an Alcoholic Family that the way you handle your problems, emotional or any other problem was to drink. I took my first drink when I was 12 years old. I was only doing what I learned at home. How to cope when I was upset, how to celebrate when I was happy : Drink. Growing up in an Alcoholic Family set the tone for my entire Life. I learned to use Alcohol as method of coping with anything that was bothering me, or simply a means to escape all the trouble at home with my parents being drinkers most of the time. My father drank and did not care to hide it at all. He drank and drank. There was no stopping him once he was on an Alcoholic binge. My mother drank differently. She had bottles of wine and vodka hidden all over the house. She put the bottles of of "booze" behind the cutains in rooms around the house. She pretended she had one glass of wine when really she was drinking an entire bottle. I grew up in a house where both my parents were drinking daily and when one or the other was drunk, the fights began. Neither my father or my mother was a very good drunk. Both were bad, unhappy drunks. And when they both were drunk, the fought, they yelled, then they got violent. The police were a regular stop at my home growing up. My parents drank for one reason, to get drunk. They were both Alcoholics. It was a recipe for a disaster. The children were the last of their concerns when they were drinking. Which, of course, was almost everyday of he week. They were adults and who was there to stop them? Simply put, no one. They drank and as children we grew up in this Alcoholic culture. My family was a household of Alcoholism. Sometimes I wonder how my brothers and I survived.
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