My Alcoholic: My Father

My father was an alcoholic. His alcoholism has consistently been a major part of my life. Although mostly seen from the sidelines, I always knew it was there. I didn’t realize just how much this would affect my family and I later in life. My childhood was like any other. I would wake up for school every morning bright eyed and ready to learn. After a normal day at school, I would return home to both my smiling parents. My father would always ask if I needed help with any homework. If I needed help, he constantly was there. My father was a huge role model to me. From taking me to my dance classes, to tucking me in at night and telling me bedtime stories, he always made sure I was taken care of. When my father had time to relax however, he usually was found with a beer in his hand. I was curious of why he was drinking, but never put two and two together. While I was in eighth grade, my father started coming home late every single night. If my brothers and I needed help with homework, he wasn’t there. I started to see my math grades especially drop. I would come home crying almost everyday from school and my father would not be there to comfort me. When he did return home, he’d lie to my family about where he was. We eventually found out that he had been over at his buddie’s house drinking. My father was barely home to spend quality time with us. When he was home, my parent’s would get into constant fights, which sometimes ended up as abusive fights. I hated seeing my mother cry from being in pain. It really …show more content…
Going through the many hardships has made me who I am today. I have become a stronger human being. It was extremely hard getting through this process, but I always stayed positive. Being able to talk about this with friends and other family members has lifted a huge burden off my shoulders. I am so incredibly proud of my father for quitting his drinking problem and know that I can trust him