This is my 1st blog on this site, and I truely admire the person who came up with this idea!
But I know what people are going through I've been there, and I hated it, this is my story.
When I was about 10, I got told by my parents, they were going to seek a devioce, at first I was so upset about the idea, and kept asking why? couldn't it be sorted out? but no it couldn't, the reason being, my Dad drank to much and smoked quite abit, and being diabetic.
My parents used to argue alot so that's what made them go their seperate ways. But since we moved out of our old "family" home my dad lived on his own, and started drinking and smoking more than I had know him too.
I lived with my mum and my two half brothers and saw my father every week end and stayed at his house.
But he used to make me so upset, as he used to drink about [roughly] 21 bottles of wine in one week [monday to sunday] and a couple of cans of beers added on too all that.
When I used to go around every week end and he had been drinking heavily, and be wobble on his feet, and close to falling over, [he's a builder so tools around the floor too, as our house isn't that big] he could fall on one of the tools and could really hurt him self, I also worried when I wasn't there, different things would go through my head "Would he remember to take his insuline?" "Will he leave the cooker on, and burn the house down?" "Has he fallen over and really hurt him self?" I constantly worried bout him!
When I had been there a few week ends I would see him in such a state and yell at him making myself cry, telling him to "STOP!" I used to sit outside the door to the front room and cry as he was sat in the room watching TV, smoking and getting drunk.
One day he stopped. Smoking! The drinking was still as bad as it had been but he had said he had stopped smoking for me, which made me feel happy, and pleased that he would do that for me!
But I was still trying to get him to cut down the drink, while he wasn't smoking, but he just seemed to be drinking more! I was scared, that his insides were going to fail and he would be rushed to hospital, I kept thinking about all the bad things which could happen to him, being diabetic, drinking so much alcohol and smoking, which after a year, he started smoking again, I felt angry, and betrailed.
One weekend we went shopping before we went back home, and he didn't walk to the wine section of the supermarket, he didn't pick up any cans of beer and placed them in the basket, I didn't think much of it and just thought he had a a lot of wine and beer already at home.
But when we got home, I sat in the computer room on msn and sims for abit, thinking my dad would be drinking his 1st-3rd glass of wine. But when I sat down in the front room with him to watch TV and to eat our meal, there wasn't any wine, or beer? just juice, innocent grape juice! I looked at him and asked what was going on? wheres the wine? and he said he's stopped, I felt so happy, to hear him say that he had quite. and I asked him why? and he answered "for you. and something had to go, and it wasn't going to be my diabeties so it was the drink." I was so happy, and still am. Its been about three, four years now and he hasn't touched a drop, ok he's touched the non-alcohol beer which he has commented "tastes ok" but yeah he doesn't touch any alcohol.
He's brought a coffee machine, so the house smells of fresh coffee, and instead of drinking alcohol he drinks, coffee, tea, fizzy water, nice juice, nice juice and fizzy water. and in the summer alcohol FREE beer.
I don't think it will last for ever, but until that day, I am prode to call him my dad! :)
I just want to support all you young people out there, who are going through the same thing I went through, and would love to help and give as much advice as I can, thats why I joined this site, I watched "tevor mcdonald" today after corrie, and this site was mensioned on there so I went on ITV website to see if there was a link for this site and there was!
