Observations from an Alcoholic’s Sister ~ Emotions

Apr 16, 2014

There are so many dif­fer­ent emo­tions fam­i­ly mem­bers of alco­holics feel. One emo­tion I def­i­nite­ly felt was anger. I was angry because of what I saw Richard’s alco­holism doing to him and to our fam­i­ly, espe­cial­ly mom. I felt as though Richard was being self­ish and unap­pre­cia­tive of all that mom and dad were doing in hopes of him get­ting sober and it made me furi­ous. I under­stand alco­holism is a brain dis­ease but like any dis­ease most do what they can to con­trol or get rid of their dis­ease, most don’t let the dis­ease con­trol them or end their life with­out some sort of fight. Alco­holism is a beast to con­trol and I saw first­hand how strong the crav­ings were but I still felt Richard could have tried a lit­tle hard­er to gain...

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Observations from an Alcoholic’s Sister ~ Their Friends

Apr 9, 2014

Their Friends ~ talk about a real­ly hard issue for alco­holics. I feel alco­holics need to sev­er the major­i­ty if not all of their friend­ships in order to remain sober. This is because most alco­holics have friends who are social drinkers, are alco­holics them­selves and they may even have some who are drug abusers; I know all of this was true for Richard. In order for a recov­er­ing alco­holic to find the strength to remain sober, they can­not keep the same group of friends. If the friends an alco­holic con­tin­ues to hang around drinks or uses drugs in their pres­ence I feel those new to sobri­ety are on a fast track to relapse. If you real­ly think about it, how is a recov­er­ing alco­holic just com­ing out of rehab going to stay sober while...

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Observations from an Alcoholic’s Sister ~ The Signs

Apr 4, 2014

Me and my fam­i­ly quick­ly picked up on tell tale signs that Richard had been drink­ing. If he walked into the room chat­ting away we knew right then he had been drink­ing. Chat­ti­ness was not the norm for Richard, me yes, him no. Richard was gen­er­al­ly a qui­et per­son and real­ly only spoke when he had some­thing to say. Soon to fol­low his chat­ti­ness, came red blood­shot eyes and not long after that, stum­bling. Once the stum­bling start­ed it went down­hill real­ly fast. He stum­bled into fur­ni­ture, knocked things off of tables, end­ed up break­ing things and had us all beg­ging him to please go upstairs and sleep it off. Alco­holics need to under­stand there are obvi­ous indi­ca­tors they are drink­ing. Richard would suck on pep­per­mints think­ing he was mask­ing the smell of the...

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10 Years

Mar 28, 2014

Today marks the 10 year anniver­sary of my brother’s death. Ten years is a long time yet it still feels like yes­ter­day, I was enjoy­ing a fab­u­lous morn­ing sun­rise train­ing my gold­en retriev­er, Son­ny in the field. I went to my car to get us some water and noticed I had a bazil­lion missed calls on my phone. I called home ask­ing what was up and I will nev­er for­get Alan’s words,” Its Richard.” He didn’t have to say anoth­er word, I knew he was gone. I could hear it in his voice and I felt it deep in my soul, my lit­tle broth­er was gone. At that moment, my life and the lives of my fam­i­ly changed for­ev­er. Mom and Dad lost a son, my sis­ter and I lost a broth­er, my daughter’s,...

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