How My Alcoholic Father Changed My Life

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Do you ever just wonder why does life treat you the way it does? Well, I ask myself that question like every other day. I just feel like life hasn't treated me right at all well in most things. Nobody would think that I have an alcoholic father who has affected me emotionally and mentally. And then my mom, she continued to deal with with his things and would tell me negative things about my dad like “he is a bad father,” “he doesn't care about you,” “all he cares about is his alcohol,” “i'm never going to go back to him,” “don't talk to him, he isn't good for you.” Because of all those word she would tell me, I wouldn’t talk to my dad, and feel sympathy for my mom. But the she would go back to him and was happy as if nothing had happened
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My dad got caught drinking and driving. He doesn't have papers so sure enough, he was going to get deported and that's exactly what happened. I wanted him to leave my mom, but not in this way. I wanted him close to me because I love him. He is a good dad and was good to my mom, but when he drank it was as if he had the devil inside of him and it changed him. I really wish it didn't have to be like that, but it was selfish of him to do that knowing that he could hurt innocent people in a car crash so if you ask me if it was a good thing that he got deported for getting caught drunk while driving I would say yes. He always had an excuse for drinking and never cared what I thought about it . I think he could, would´ve changed if he wanted to but he just didn't and he didn't care about my family, just about him and his addiction for 13 …show more content…
I had to start paying rent, my phone bill, my clothe, and my school things, just pretty much everything. Before my dad got deported, I only worked weekends, but now I work 5 days a week at a chinese buffet “Grande Buffet and Grill” as a host and cashier every Monday. Wednesday, and Friday from 3:30 to 8:00 and Saturday and Sunday from 11:00am to 9:00 pm. Nevertheless I have school to balance and it hasn't been easy. My grades are the lowest they have ever been, and then I get emotional out of nowhere and I wanna cry but I can't. I feel like others can't know what I'm going through because I don't want them to see me as weak. I want people to see me as a strong, funny, and independent young girl that has everything solved in her life. You Could say i'm being two faced or fake, but it's just me. I want to give the world an amazing and cheerful impression of

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