Breaking the cycle

  • Kaci French

After trying to pick something to write about that someone else had not already covered I stumbled on to “Who Are The Real Victims of Alcoholism?” About half way into the article I teared up. It was very sobering to read that “Sons of alcoholic fathers are 4 or 5 time more likely to become alcoholic than sons of non-alcholics. Daughters of alcoholic parents are also more likely to marry alcoholic men and have children with high risk for addictive behavior” (Answers to Frequently Asked Questions about being a child of an Alcoholic.) 

I linked one of my favorite videos about alcoholism. Even though the song is a boys point of view I see myself in his position. My dad was not a super heavy drinker. He was always more interested into beer and sports rather than raising me. I can recall two times where he had given up on me. One time we were sitting at the kitchen table working on my math homework. It was multiplication homework. I just could not get my times table down. After what seamed like 4 hours on the same problem I recall him yelling at my mom to help me. He made it pretty obvious he had enough. Second time we were in the back yard playing catch. Lets just say I had a very bad case of the butterfingers. Like always he gave up. To this day I never really learned hand eye cord nation. These are only two times my dad has given up that I can remember. I am sure there are more. These moments in my life have forever scared me. Now looking back at my past relationships I can see how that statement is not an opinion but a fact. I am glad I stumbled upon this article because my views have been changed. I now promise to never let my future kids be scared like I have been.

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2 thoughts on “Breaking the cycle

  1. I never thought I would be able to connect to one of these blog posts, but I completely understand what you are talking about. My dad would never admit it, but he has a drinking problem. His problem is why I have never, nor will I ever, drink. I don’t care about all the crap I take, or that it would so much easier to just give in and do it. I need to do this to show I can be better than him. I don’t like to complain because there are people whose fathers are dead and it makes me feel selfish when I still have mine. This may sound awful but it’s almost like he is dead; we have nothing is common and never talk. It’s because of him that the word “family” doesn’t mean much to me.
    Don’t get me wrong I still love my mom, but that’s about it. I live far away from my relatives so apart from a family reunion every other year I never see them. I think that’s why my biggest life goal is to have my own family. Maybe I’m just looking for something I never had. Thank you so much for posting that song. It says so much about how I feel. If nothing else, he’s showing me what not to do when I have my own kids.

  2. I really liked this blog I thought this was very interesting and I liked how you posted a video. I once read that addictive behavior especially alcoholism can be hereditary, but who knows. Some people are just selfish, some people drink to drown there pain and others just to drink to get drunk. I myself could never understand why people drink at all. I also can’t understand how people drink in front of there kids, setting a bad example for there kids like it’s a normal thing to do is to drink. I have a 7 year old and a 8 month old I can’t imagine if I did drink to just sit there and crack open a cold one in front of my boys like nothing. But that’s just me I guess. I think those that do drink and succumb to it are weak. My biological father is an alcoholic and a drug addict and I have no empathy or sympathy for him because he is not a victim. You put your self where you want to be, like they say you made your bed now lay in it.

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