Pain. Sadness. Emptiness. Loneliness. Anger.
These were the the words that defined my childhood as I grew up as a child of an alcoholic mother. I remember feeling broken and that something wasn’t quite right with me as I navigated through my adolescence. As I blossomed into adulthood and came to terms with the fact that my upbringing wasn’t normal and subsequently identified the reasons for my anxiety and depression, my days got a lot brighter. Being a new mother, I have chosen to revisit my past in a retrospective way that can help me to be the best parent possible. Through this blog, I hope to share some of what I’ve learned with all of you!
What This Blog Is
This blog is a place where adult children of alcoholics can share in our unique experiences that only we can truly understand. It is a central location where pain and healing will meet and essential conversations of survival can take place.
What This Blog Isn’t
The focus of this blog is not on perpetuating the hatred of those who have hurt us. While our healing will certainly include acknowledgement and validation of all of our emotions from the past and present, the direction of this blog is aimed at how we can move forward into more positive destinies of our own choosing.
Full Disclosure
I’m still a work in progress. I wake up every day battling some of the same issues that have plagued me since childhood. I probably always will. It is my hope that a willingness to keep trying every day will be what ultimately bonds us. If we all adopt that mentality, I know we can succeed