FLASHES OF TERROR

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Whatever the reason, tonight, his rage ignites in a flash.

I watch, terrified, as his flushed face knots up in hatred. Is it because my sister and I stand between him and his liquid candy?

Some evenings were made of terror as my father battled his addiction to alcohol

Keeping my screams pressed down, I hold my hand over my mouth, watching the man who I thought was ...

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PRAYER OF A CHILD WITH AN ALCOHOLIC PARENT

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My name is Nicky Young and I’ve written a book series from my journals of what it was like growing up in a family battling alcoholism. My experience is told through a love story that helped to save me from a life is mistrust, fear, and embracing the gloriousness of intimacy.

It is estimated 1 of every 3 children in the United States ...

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A CHILD RAISED IN A FAMILY BATTLING ALCOHOLISM-A Poem

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This poem is could be the anthem of many children who have been raised in a family battling alcoholism:

ABANDONED THINGS

Stability-I crave it

Control-I need it

Intimacy-I desperately want it

I look okay but I’m not

I may be successful in public

In private, I am struggling

You see me as an adult

Inside I am a little girl still afraid

I have lost my childhood

Please look ...

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MOMS, FRIENDS, PARTNERS, PARENTS, NEW ADULTS

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MOTHERS, FATHERS, SIBLINGS, FRIENDS, LOVERS, PARTNERS –

Weight and body issues aren’t what they seem. For children of dysfunctional families, they mean comfort and escape. They are the friends who never disappointed me.

During the nights of my father’s rage, even in the terror, a sense of calm filled me up because I knew Mom, a co-dependent within her husband’s alcoholic addiction, would reward me with presents the next day. It was often a movie with popcorn and candy, or ...

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Coming of Age – Growing up in Family Drama and Addiction

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“The evening begins when I am eight and my sister, eleven. We were trying to finish dinner before he’d unraveled. Within minutes, I’m hiding under the dining room table, cowering’ praying that he won’t see my hiding place.”

Hiding places – we all have them when growing up in a family that battles addiction. The rage – physical and mental – comes unexpectedly. We never know when our daily life will change. We are children that hope for the loving parent ...

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