![]() I was her caretaker, and witnessed her decline into alcoholism, until I couldn’t take it anymore. ![]() Thirteen years later my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer, and picked up the bottle again. She was also incredibly intelligent and could be very loving and sweet. My mom was a difficult person to love, a dry drunk capable of being terribly awful and mean. We were never allowed to ask or talk about this, or any of the other family “secrets” (like my step father’s death). She went away for the weekend, and when she returned, she didn’t drink anymore. She led me to believe it was my fault my step father had killed himself because I was gay, etc.Īs a child I was the man of the house, and when I was thirteen I staged an intervention for my mom (though I didn’t know there was a name for it until much later). ![]() She didn’t physically or sexually abuse me, but was really good with manipulation and humiliation. My mother became a raging alcoholic following his death. My stepfather (the only father I knew) committed suicide when I was five years old. She remarried and had my brother two years later. My mother left my father the month I was born.
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