Its been 27yrs thats as longas i can remember that my father has been a drunk. Growing up i gt used to being woken up at midnight by my dads drunken outbursts. By school going age i was kept up till 2am so as to open the doorfr him wen he staggered home late. I have seen him debased himself pee infrot of us hurl insults at my mother only to turn and deny every word the next morning. All the while i asked what does he lack that he finds solace in alcohol. We are a loving family none of my siblings have disappointed him. We all are intelligent graduates high achievers yt hed rather spend every dime he gets drinking in pubs coming home late than spend time with his wife and children. Fromm the numerous affairs to picking him off the ground when he falls down drunk. I have gone through denial anger ive bargained and finally accepted my fate to be the daughter of an alcohollic.
Yet i find hope in my resolve never to allow any man such power over me that i condone such behaviour. That i refuse to let my situation define who i am. That ill opt to riseabove this and keep soaring as a testament to the world that no matter how hard it tries to keep me down i shall rise and succeed.
To my sisters in such a situation dont lose hope or give up. Lets join togehter and say we are women hear us roar. This ive learnt from my mother who despite my father has stayed with him and educated us all and keeps us strong. I dont blame her fr nt leaving she remained fr us and her love fr him i believe shes stronger than i fr i would have turned tail and ran.
To my mother and women like her out ther i salute you.