Most people can drink comfortably, have a beer now and again to wind down after a long day at work, but ever since my dad died, I’ve been too afraid for that. I never felt like I was susceptible to a drinking problem in the same way as my dad, but I’m still scared.
It’s easy to see when other people are exhibiting the signs, but not so much when you are the one drinking too much.
I have a wife and kids now, so I don’t have the luxury to experiment. My wife likes to drink wine or a mixed drink when we go out, but I stick to soda. I know I shouldn’t be so afraid to have a beer, but I saw what it did to my dad. I saw how the whiskey strangled the life out of him, and I don’t want that for me.
People who have close relatives like parents who struggled from alcoholism are far more likely to be alcoholics themselves. Something to do with genetics, you know?
One drink could so easily turn into two or three, and even if I’m careful how do I know I won’t fall down the same rabbit hole as him. It’s far easier to abstain than it is to risk it, at least to me.
That’s just one of the effects of having an alcoholic parent. They make you scared to drink, and it doesn’t even let you enjoy it normally like other people do, without excess. I always could handle my alcohol back in the day, and I wonder if that was just something he gifted me, that I inherited through his genes?
I don’t want to think about my dad that way, as only in terms of his relationship with alcohol, but sometimes it’s hard not to. I got his nose, his hair, his way of speaking. Who’s to say I didn’t get his alcoholism as well?
Child of an alcoholic syndrome is a real thing. Some studies prove the children of alcoholics are more susceptible to developing alcoholism themselves, along with other problems like depression or anxiety. This is not surprising; addiction can be quite detrimental to children.
Just another reason for me to be fearful of consuming any sort of alcohol for any sort of reason. My work buddies make fun of me, but I stand fast to my rule. I don’t want my kids ever to experience what I had to go through, or the loss either. It wouldn’t be fair to them.
I guess I do miss the chance to have a beer now and again, but if you need alcohol regularly to feel good, then you are probably already in the early stages of enjoying drinking too much.
Don’t wait until it’s too late. Get the help that you need to save yourself from a disaster, and don’t do that to your loved ones. I’m living proof that it has long-lasting effects that you won’t be around for.