Dear Lady; thank you. I sometimes feel it's all over; that there is nowhere for me to go. My mother was and is 30 years on in denial of mental illness & alcoholism. I am afraid to end up like her. I sometimes wonder if my own alcoholism arose to teach me compassion for her or if it's a genetic curse. I feel as if I am in a hole I can dig myself out of; I want so much more bit see myself as broken by alcohol. It's not something Id wish on my worst enemy and yet here I am....