My dad has been dead for nearly 2 years in September due to cirrhosis. I can't describe how awful it is to watch and how quick it takes over you.
I am left with mix emotions, as loosing someone to addiction leaves so many questions and often find myself wishing.
Wishing he stopped, wishing I did more, wishing so call friends of his had help, wished I'd shouted more, wished we had talked more and I mean properly talked, wished he had listened, wished I had understood, but mainly I just wish that he was still here to see his grandchildren grow up and show them the love he always shown me.
For those of you battling keep fighting, and don't dismiss the Dr's, if you keep drinking you will died there isn't an escape.
I wanted to share some pictures of my dad who was a normal dad he worked, he loved, and he had friends, due to society acceptance, his drinking was never seen as an issue as everyone was doing it.. A battle I'm sure a lot of you go through.
I wish you all the best and if this gives you all the motivation to stop for now it's helped.
And to my dad love you loads and miss you like you will never realise.