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I know that children dont remember everything as they are but the way I remember things my parents used to be drunk every weekend. My dad used to get angry and my mom cried a lot.
He never hit my mom but the violence was there...I usually was the one at the other end of the hand striking.
I never knew what was going to trigger his anger.
Most of theese years are fuzzy but at age 6 I got another sibling, this time a sister.
I choose to focus my love on my siblings, they needed me and I loved them.
I learn to take care of them and watch out for them, in a way I was never able to do for myself.
I still to this day have a hard time with people being drunk, especially if they get angry. I tend to cover and hide. Both emotionally and physically.
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