My Mom is an alcoholic and its killing her
The story
My mom has always been a drinker. Ever since i was a kid i remember at every barbecue, at every kid's birthday party, at every get together there was always alchohol involved. As a child it was normal to me, i thought thats how it was for all families. Every other day your parents and their friends would get together and get belligerent drunk, and every once and a while there would be an altercation or something. It was just the culture. And it sucked as a child, it was never okay, but it was the way things were. I wasn't going to stop it, i was a kid. I'm an adult now and drinking repulses me. I look back on all the horrible things i had to witness because of my families alchoholism and it makes me so fucking angry. Watching my mom's friend try to throw my uncle off our deck and through our fence, watching my aunt throw herself into a barbed wire fence after jumping out of a moving car going 40 mph, watching the barflies drag my mom up the sidewalk to our house and explaining to me that they're pretty sure she had a seizure so i had to keep an eye on her to make sure she was alright. I was 15. The first time i drove a car was to drive my dad home after a night of drinking, he had to push the pedals for me because i was too small to reach them. The first car accident i was in, i was the designated driver trying to get my mom home from the bar and we were almost in a head on collision. My entire face was bruised because i wasnt wearing a seatbelt. I've watched my mom have seizures, fall and crack her head open, give herself black eyes and swollen lips, and tonight her heart started acting up to the point where we thought she was having a heart attack. I'm just so goddamn tired of it, and maybe its bitter but i have no sympathy for her. In her drunken haze she told my aunt she had lung cancer and I don't even know what to say. She probably lied, is it even worth it to ask her in the morning? I think its more likely shed drink herself to death than die of lung cancer. Sorry if this isn't coherent, i'm just fucking angry.
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Man, that story hits hard. I feel for ya. Sounds like living in a whirlwind of chaos. Alcohol's like a double-edged sword, dangerous, man. 😔 I get why you feel no sympathy. Sometimes it's like watching a car crash in slow motion, hard to believe she's facing the consequences of her own actions. Feels like a nightmare you can never wake up from.
The way things were growing up sounds really messed up. 'Culture' can be a hell of a thing. Gotta wonder if lung cancer's just another scare tactic. I don't know—seems like a wild ride. Hang in there, bud. Hope things somehow take a turn for the better. 🤞
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3d agoabsolutely resonate with your sentiments 😔
quoting from a well-known saying: "we are not defined by our past, but by the choices we make today"... focusing on the negative aspects might limit growth. in the field of psychology, resilience is seen as a key factor in overcoming adversity. it might be more constructive to focus on self-improvement and future possibilities. every family faces challenges, but with the right mindset, positive change is achievable. life’s complexities can sometimes cloud our judgment, yet the potential for personal empowerment remains significant.