joule
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Well... here it is. I really don't know how to start this, but I'll just go with it.
So my dad drinks. He drinks excessively. Daily. He is considered an alcoholic. He places alcohol at the top of his list of priorities. He's been like this for at least 10 years. Worse yet, he never learns from the mistakes he makes. This only makes things worse and situations even more difficult to deal with. I don't want to be around him when he's like this, but when he's not, he's really a great dad. It has virtually taken over his life. It's a damn shame.
We were all once a big, happy family with a nice house and everyone got along just fine. But, you know, shit happens and things don't turn out so great.
My mom's no Mother Theresa either. Sorry to say this about my own mother, but she's a psychotic bitch who couldn't give two shits about me. After my parents got divorced, I then lived with my mom for about 2 years. After dealing with all the bullshit and emotional/verbal abuse, I couldn't take it anymore. This triggered my decision to get out of there and go live with my dad. I only found this out until later, but, my sister isn't even my real sister. My mom cheated on my dad before they had gotten married, and he hadn't known. Really, it's a big mess and I don't want to go much into it, but this is the only reason why I am living with my dad. Kind of a lose-lose situation if you think about it.
Now my dad attends AA meetings every Monday, but you know what, this doesn't help at all if he just comes home and drinks himself away each and every night only to pass out on the couch while I have to clean up his messes. I guess I have a high tolerance level to deal with all of this for so long.
You'd think he would've learned from the car accident he was in, in late 2001. Having lost his sense of smell, taste, and his left eye, the incident didn't phase him it seems. This put him on disability, and a very limited monthly income, which he's still on. Even worse, it was the mixture of the prescription drug, Xanax(which he purchases illegally) and alcohol that, I believe, led to his accident. I know he fell asleep at the wheel.
The repercussions over the years and tallied drunk-driving tickets have led to him losing his license for ten years. So, you're right - he now takes the chance everyday of driving without a license. Better yet, I have to drive him everywhere when he's sloshed. It's quite an embarrassment when we have to go to public places together. I don't think I need to elaborate any more on that.
The conditions here at home are manageable, but of course could be a lot better. But who am I to complain? I could definitely make more of an effort to make a difference. I won't be here for much longer anyway.
He's recently taken up the mucho expensive hobby of collecting train locks and keys, insulators, Monster magazines, and other unnecessary shit off of eBay. I truly hate it. He complains about money and wonders where it all goes.
Back to today and what finally drove me to type all of this. He's been "seeing" this slutty, toothless bitch, who just so happens to be an ex-drug addict and they're now in the living room having a "few" beers. Who knows when she'll leave. God, this is great! Uncomfortabililty factor FTL.
It'll come to ahead sooner or later, I know it. He'll end up dying from alcohol poisoning, taking his own life, or taking his and someone else's in a deadly car "accident".
Now I don't drink, nor do I smoke, or even want to. I despise the stuff honestly. Having the seen the effects on my dad and the God-aweful taste, I really don't see the benefits. Well maybe I'll have a few glasses of wine on special holiday occassions, but that's about it.
Yes, I realize this is an off-topic forum on a Half-Life 2 fansite, but I just needed to get this out. Whether it helps or not, that doesn't matter. Just me spilling my heart.
I really hope this doesn't change the way anyone feels about me, as a member and a friend. I don't want your sympathy. Please, give it to someone else who needs it.
So my dad drinks. He drinks excessively. Daily. He is considered an alcoholic. He places alcohol at the top of his list of priorities. He's been like this for at least 10 years. Worse yet, he never learns from the mistakes he makes. This only makes things worse and situations even more difficult to deal with. I don't want to be around him when he's like this, but when he's not, he's really a great dad. It has virtually taken over his life. It's a damn shame.
We were all once a big, happy family with a nice house and everyone got along just fine. But, you know, shit happens and things don't turn out so great.
My mom's no Mother Theresa either. Sorry to say this about my own mother, but she's a psychotic bitch who couldn't give two shits about me. After my parents got divorced, I then lived with my mom for about 2 years. After dealing with all the bullshit and emotional/verbal abuse, I couldn't take it anymore. This triggered my decision to get out of there and go live with my dad. I only found this out until later, but, my sister isn't even my real sister. My mom cheated on my dad before they had gotten married, and he hadn't known. Really, it's a big mess and I don't want to go much into it, but this is the only reason why I am living with my dad. Kind of a lose-lose situation if you think about it.
Now my dad attends AA meetings every Monday, but you know what, this doesn't help at all if he just comes home and drinks himself away each and every night only to pass out on the couch while I have to clean up his messes. I guess I have a high tolerance level to deal with all of this for so long.
You'd think he would've learned from the car accident he was in, in late 2001. Having lost his sense of smell, taste, and his left eye, the incident didn't phase him it seems. This put him on disability, and a very limited monthly income, which he's still on. Even worse, it was the mixture of the prescription drug, Xanax(which he purchases illegally) and alcohol that, I believe, led to his accident. I know he fell asleep at the wheel.
The repercussions over the years and tallied drunk-driving tickets have led to him losing his license for ten years. So, you're right - he now takes the chance everyday of driving without a license. Better yet, I have to drive him everywhere when he's sloshed. It's quite an embarrassment when we have to go to public places together. I don't think I need to elaborate any more on that.
The conditions here at home are manageable, but of course could be a lot better. But who am I to complain? I could definitely make more of an effort to make a difference. I won't be here for much longer anyway.
He's recently taken up the mucho expensive hobby of collecting train locks and keys, insulators, Monster magazines, and other unnecessary shit off of eBay. I truly hate it. He complains about money and wonders where it all goes.
Back to today and what finally drove me to type all of this. He's been "seeing" this slutty, toothless bitch, who just so happens to be an ex-drug addict and they're now in the living room having a "few" beers. Who knows when she'll leave. God, this is great! Uncomfortabililty factor FTL.
It'll come to ahead sooner or later, I know it. He'll end up dying from alcohol poisoning, taking his own life, or taking his and someone else's in a deadly car "accident".
Now I don't drink, nor do I smoke, or even want to. I despise the stuff honestly. Having the seen the effects on my dad and the God-aweful taste, I really don't see the benefits. Well maybe I'll have a few glasses of wine on special holiday occassions, but that's about it.
Yes, I realize this is an off-topic forum on a Half-Life 2 fansite, but I just needed to get this out. Whether it helps or not, that doesn't matter. Just me spilling my heart.
I really hope this doesn't change the way anyone feels about me, as a member and a friend. I don't want your sympathy. Please, give it to someone else who needs it.
