Fuck One Day at a Time

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Because my mother was in and out of sobriety and my father remained solidly out throughout our entire childhood, it was common that mom would schlep us off to Alateen so that we would have a clearer understanding of the disease. This was the part that pissed me off the most. Here she was fucking up her life and her kids’ with booze and she wanted us to understand that it wasn’t our fault. Of course it wasn’t our fault!  We hadn’t done anything, nor did we ask for such a shitty childhood. If my mother had the sense to teach us how to cope with her drinking why didn’t she have the sense stay sober and fix the problem?

I understand the issues of an alcoholic and how hard it is to see the situation for what it is when one is drinking, but trying to teach a preteen to have compassion for the one who is fucking up really blows. I’d like to make a few suggestions to those who run Alateen: upon coming to their first meeting give the kid a calendar, have them mark the days until they can get the hell out, and tell them, “fuck one day and a time, look to the future!”

About Kelli K.

The purpose for staring this blog is threefold, one, to push my personal limits a bit and share my story with others, two, hopefully in doing so, to get a clearer understanding of myself and three, to inspire the youth with similar stories to keep going. My story is weird. I’ve seen the response on people’s faces my entire life. I am fairly guarded on what and how I share with people but I have decided I’m too old give a fuck anymore. As I’ve said, my story is weird, but only parts. Many parts are very normal. Hopefully this blog will allow me to introduce myself in a way that reflects my many angles (and curves) and refuses to let you walk away and peg me as, “the girl who did this” or “the girl who did that”.
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5 Responses to Fuck One Day at a Time

  1. I would never have thought of using a 12-step program to help a family member develop compassion for the addict’s situation—especially if the addict is the parent. You’re right: that blows.

  2. kwicksand says:

    agreed!

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