My Story Part One

Ok...well, where to start...mum has drunk as long as i can remember...i remember how ahrd it was when dad was there...that was hard enough...him and mum alwaiiz arguing and fighting...in a way, i cant balme dad fro walking out five days before christmas...it was so hard. When mum goes on a bender...i dont know how to cope with it....i cry all the time, yet i have to put on a happy face at school and infront of everyone else but when mum is hunched up in the living room eith her can and i have amde dinner fro my ilttle brother and me, cleaned up alittle bit and put him to bed...i can go up to my room adn just cry and cry and cry......it is so hard at times and NO ONE has any idea....and even da few people who do have an idea jus say 'ts not that bad' but when its just me, katie 15, my mum, 53 and ma lil bro, 7....it is extremely hard and i jus dont no how to cope.....