Talking
to My Kids About Alcoholism
"You
know that alcoholism runs in our family. I really hope that you guys make the
right decisions when your friends start offering you alcohol and drugs. YOU are at really high risk to become
addicted."
"Mom,
you've told us this a million times. We're not stupid."
"I
know you're not stupid. I just think that you underestimate how powerful the
urge to be to be like your friends is going to be. Alcoholism just kind of sneaks up on you. It's pretty easy
and you don't even realize it's happening until it does."
"But
you drink."
"Yes
but not very often and not very much. I get migraine headaches when I
drink."
“So
is that the reason you're not an alcoholic?"
"No.
I made a decision a long time ago not to drink because I saw how easy it would
be to become an alcoholic. Also life situations helped. I was working at a
rural hospital and I didn't want to take a chance having a glass of wine at
night to relax and then getting called in. Driving with even one glass of alcohol in
me and trying to make critical medical decisions would have been a mistake. It was
then I realized that having a glass of wine every day to ‘relax’ would
possibly lead to two, three, four glasses of wine like my parents used to
drink."
“What
was it like growing up with alcoholic parents?”
"When my parents had been drinking they lost their filters, their inhibition to
tell me exactly what they thought. There was no ‘constructive’ criticism. It
was mostly destructive criticism and impulsive behavior. I remember one night when my mother sat in
front of the kitchen sink looking for a detergent or something to drink to kill
herself. She was completely loaded and when I went sobbing and panicked
upstairs to beg my father to stop her, he was falling down drunk too and
wouldn’t help.
“One
time, I remember my father coming down from the attic with one of his antique
rifles while he was drunk one night. He wanted to clean it up and kill himself
with it. Of course he doesn't remember any of that.
"There were always fights at
holidays. My mother would get completely shit-faced drunk in order to deal with
her social phobia. She hated everyone and everything about the holidays and one
year actually spear chucked the Christmas tree out the front door. She did it
because no one was interested at that moment to help her decorate it. It was
not fun to be in that family growing up.
“After
my grandmother died I spoke with her doctor who called and he said ‘I don't know if you knew this, but
your grandmother was an alcoholic.’ I started laughing because I knew very well
that she was. She always laughed that she got her knees replaced because she
couldn't get up on the barstools anymore. We kept a bottle of scotch at our house just for her.
"All
of this is to say that you guys have to be super careful. You're not like other
kids. It's in your genes to develop alcoholism. You can't do the usual things
that kids going to college do, like drinking way too much.”
“It’s
shown that kids who wait to drink until after they’re 21 years old have a lower
chance of becoming alcoholic. MOST
kids are NOT drinking in high school.
NOT drinking or using drugs is the NORM, and you’re at risk if you do
drink.”
“Okay..
OKAY. Enough. You’ve told us this a million zillion
times!”
I
hope they hear my voice in their heads as they get older, reminding them. I hope they listen. I hope they follow through.
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Thank you, Michele. Personally familiar subject matter but I have not tackled the topic so well...I will try again. And again.
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