Topic: Second hand Impacts of Alcohol 🍸🍹🍷🍺
Hi, my name is Sydney and no I'm not an Alcoholic, I am the daughter of an Alcoholic father.
I didn't really hear the word spoken until I was 16 years old. I had just started 11th grade and I got my first part-time job that Summer. My dad went to walk upstairs one night and he fell walking up and that was when everything in my life truly fell apart.
I'm making this card to hopefully make it more real when you hear the dangers of alcohol. I'm a University Student, you hear everyone excited to drink more that they're legal age (not that that stopped them) and I have to say No, I don't drink, I'm genetically susceptible to Alcoholism.
Did you know that 70% of Adult Children of Alcoholics, like me, are likely to develop addictions themselves? This isn't a mother to child genetic link that only few have been unlucky enough to get. Though in my case all my Dad's extended family are full of addictions.
It can happen to anyone
My dad's first drink was when he was 13, living in Montreal he waited through the forest after school with his friends. Someone had robbed the Liquor store and dumped it there. So what do you think the kids did? They drank some and ran through the forest having the time of their lives.
When he was 14 he was babysitting for this woman, she neglected to tell him they had a baby upstairs as well as the older boy, a toddler. She left telling him he could drink whatever and the were cigarettes in the kitchen. The baby cried and he didn't know what to so he drank, and there began coping by drinking. You're never too young.
He tells me know he thinks his heavy drinking started a year before my brother was born, that's 17 years. He didn't notice until he'd been heavy drinking 14 years.
He was fine, he didn't seem off, I guess I'd never known him without. But this is about the impacts. So here we go.
My dad got really sick 2 years ago, he turned yellow and we thought he was going to die. He spend like a month on the couch, he was kicked out by my mother but we live in a semi detached, my dad is nextdoor now with my grandma.
I am the daughter of an alcoholic, I've suffered with Depression for 4 years now. I am a symptoms list for this, I often feel as though it is my entire personality. I've grown up as a parent to my parents, a mediator to they fighting I've had to use a lot of methods for self-preservation and my parents were not abusive.
This article was extremely accurate to me: https://thoughtcatalog.com/anonymous/2015/01/10-harsh-truths-only-the-daughter-of-an-alcoholic-could-understand/
I now am dealing with what my therapist has called Ambiguous Grief, My depression is very much rooted in my past and I'm grieving the death of my father while he still lives. He could die at any moment, my therapist seems pretty sure he will but I've just assumed for years he wouldn't be at my future wedding or meet my future kids. I love him but sometimes it's like I'm spending time with a ghost and these memories could always be the last so I have to be careful that I don't upset him.
I've developed Perfectionism, Cognitive Distortions (negative forms of thinking such as black or white thinking but i use like 10), Hugh functioning Depression, Anxiety, issues with a variety of other issues and high stress.
When you drink you could be choosing my problems for your child. It is never worth it.