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A letter to … my father, who I cant stand to be around when hes drunk

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The letter you always wanted to write

I always felt foolish saying the words:” My father is an alcoholic .” You actually weren’t drinking that much, but when you were drunk and started ranting- at society and incompetent politicians, at everything that displease you- my skin prickled with fear and all I wanted was to run away: from you, from a home that felt unsafe, from the verbal abuse and the threat of physical violence that never broke out, but which filled our flat like a vile smell.

A little subsequently, your marriage breaks down, and I leave for university. Over the course of virtually eight years, our relationship changes. You visit every so often, but I still hate to be around you when you get drunk. My boyfriend watches you drink two litres of beer with a single snack, then drive a car. He’s incredulous.

I’m glad you’re part of my life, but I worry about you almost non-stop. You get diagnosed with diabetes; patches of your skin turn black. One morning not so very long ago, I stand at a bus stop and listen to some music. My phone picks a shanty-song about a bunch of Vikings attending the funeral of a friend, a sad sung that you like a lot. Without warning, a brutal think fissures into my head: if you keep going the route you are, I will have to play this song for your funeral in a few years.

Then, one lazy Saturday morning just before I was due to go away for a few weeks, the phone rings – it’s you. You’re very composed and tell me:” I’m at the hospital. Please don’t worry .” I sit bold upright, thinking:” What has the alcohol done to you now ?” My heart beats like a drum, but I manage to understand what you tell me. You have decided to stop drinking. A few days ago, you admitted yourself to a detox programme.

I’m dumbstruck. A few minutes later, my boyfriend discovers me weeping uncontrollably with relief and the bottled-up pain of being the daughter of an alcoholic for many years. Two days later, I visit you in the clinic. I need to see you before I leave for my trip and tell you that I will support you.

Since then, our relationship has healed. I got to know the man you really are: kind and considerate, intelligent, a pleasure to talk to, a rock to turn to when life gets tumultuous. We became friends. You rekindled your relationship with your first daughter, and lately, I met my half-sister and her family for the first time.

I can hardly believe how well things have turned out. Sometimes, that builds me sad. I wonder what my life could have been like, growing up with you for a father, instead of with the man that let alcohol strip away all the goodness from him.

It has been over a year since you stopped drinking, and I am proud of you beyond words. And yet, there are moments when I feel as if I am living in a dreaming. A part of me still mistrusts our newfound happiness and wonders, what if it doesn’t last? What if, some day, I call you and the old aggressiveness is back, the old impatience to find something to drink, the old dismissiveness of almost everyone but you? I’m scared of that day. How I would cope with the pain of losing you, I cannot tell.

Please don’t take yourself away from me again.

Yours, loving, your daughter.

Anonymous

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