This is the one of the first Recovery Panes we've gotten done so far--more to come!
"I have witnessed addiction firsthand for as long as I can remember. Spending weekends with my grandparents introduced me to alcoholism—something I didn’t even realize was a problem until I was 16 years old. I had no idea that not everyone’s grandfather drank water glasses of straight vodka all day long.
When I was 17, my grandfather passed out on Christmas—went straight down and hit his head on the hardwood floor. That was when the ultimatums started: “You stop drinking, or I’m pouring all your booze down the sink.” “You stop drinking, or we’re not paying the mortgage anymore.” “You stop drinking, or we’re moving away.” My mother was trying her hardest to shove our family into a box that would hide our problems—but our problems wouldn’t fit in the box. Inside, I knew, she just wanted us to be normal. She wanted to keep my grandfather’s alcoholism a secret, so she trapped us in neverending circles of fights, ultimatums, cold turkey quitting, relapses, threats, and tears.
We’re still there today, chasing each other in circles."
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