I’ve thought about writing down my experiences with my dad for a while. The last 12 months of my life have been horrific as I’ve watched my dad slowly decline into his alcoholism and it’s amazing how someone’s life can go so wrong so quickly…
Here we are now nearing the end – we were told yesterday if dad doesn’t stop drinking he has 3 months to live. Guess what dad did after news … went home and opened a can of cider!
There’s two reasons why I’m going to start writing my thoughts about what the last year has been like. 1. It may help me process it all when the unfortunate day where we lose him comes. 2. I couldn’t find anyone out there to talk about this with who understood, so hopefully someone who needs support will read this and realise they’re not alone ❤️
Help! My dad is an alcoholic… 