Originally Posted by KateL

Same thing happened to me. My daughter wrote a piece about it. I'll see if I can find it x

Here tis. I think this part of her story is relevant to you x I hope it helps x

Up until a few years ago, I would still be afraid when my dad went away, or when Mum was eating anything minty. Whenever she had promised to stop before, she would for a while, but usually went back to drink when things became difficult. I always believed, or hoped, she was telling the truth and wouldn’t drink again, but she’d let me down so many times. So when she stopped, I was wary at first. But after a while, I could trust her and it felt like a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders. She had stopped at last and this time it was forever. My childhood was a good one some of the time and we got to live in another country and learn their language. Anyway, all that has happened taught me ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stonger.