Anonymous Alcoholic
I never thought I would ever understand why my father drank. From the moment my parents separated I don’t think he was sober for more than a few hours at a time. I could never understand why. I thought logically. It doesn’t fix anything. It doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t work. Why do it then? Now I get it. I understand the sense of pain and loss my father felt. I can only imagine my reaction to loosing a wife and two children I loved dearly as he did. Because I know the immense torture of your every waking thought tormenting your mind. I know the temptation to want to forget it even if it means forgetting everything. Not to say I am an alcoholic. But I can definitely see the appeal.
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