Pause the mother’s journey, and ask why let the secrets of our family be known?
It is no secret that my daughter has a problem with drink and drugs.
I have suffered in silence for many years to a degree that no-one who hasn’t had their child stolen, will understand.
There are many addicts out there, many alcoholics suffering in silence. Their lives are wrecked. If they are brave enough, strong enough, they seek help and share their addiction mayhem, their chaotic lives to try to make sense by relating to others. My daughter has chosen to share her decline–she has given her blessing for this blog–tells me it is helping her recovery.
She was and is a vital human being–I am showing you that. Not a sad drunk who was easily dismissed from our lives.
For every one person captured by substance abuse–several people are left in their wake, grieving and suffering.
I describe my daughter’s destruction as a constant bereavement. She comes back in my life, back in my heart, then rips herself away, and I am left lost and distraught.
A few people reading this blog, know Bella, have loved ‘Bella’, and find it uncomfortable reading.
The life of an alcoholic makes for ‘uncomfortable’ living. It is our life; it is the life we have been forced to live. Most readers do not know who we are, but may share our pain and gain an insight.
If raising awareness in any way helps, then I have done my job.
A mother’s journey will continue.