Personal Narrative: My Experience With Alcoholism

I am the youngest son of my mother’s six children. My experience with alcoholism begins in that I being forty seven years old, grew up watching my mother and father drink every day from as far back as I can remember. Alcohol seemed to be a part of everything we did from a weekend picnic at the park, to going to see the grandparents, someone drinking and getting drunk was the norm for me since a very young age. By the time I was eight, drinking had drove a wedge between my parents and they were heading down an ice covered slope towards divorce court.
My parents separated, and for many years my mother was always at a tavern. She worked the morning shift as a bartender and spent her night drinking till the bar closed. This meant leaving us kids to fend for ourselves. I …show more content…
My mother there on the floor of my room with blood streaming from her nose and mouth from a beating that in my mind I had caused. But that thought flew from my mind as my stepfather grabbed me and punched me in the face, he then threw me on the bed and ripped my shirt off and began whipping me with his belt across my bare back. My mom tried again to stop him but she couldn’t. He beat me till I had welts up and down my back and legs. I can remember this like it was yesterday I can even smell him and feel the stinging pain of the belt as hit came into contact with my bare skin. For me that was the last straw I couldn’t take anymore. When they passed out that night I ran away and never lived with my stepfather again. My mother stayed with him for a few more years enduring his drunken abuse until they finally separated. I think that growing up in this type of environment affected me deeply from my binge drinking in high school to the eventual drug use of my late teen