Mt Drunk-ass Dad

God Damn it! Why does my stupid fucking dad have to come home every come home every night and drink Crown Royal 'til he's drunk off his ass and starts tearing the family apart? Probably the only reason he hasn't died of alcohol poisoning is because he's fat, German, and Irish and can take enough booze that would kill a smaller person. If you have kids, are planning on having kids, or ever have kids, DON'T DRINK! If you can't manage that, get beer drunk and not whiskey/tequila/rum drunk.

because once people get sucked into alcoholism, it's hard to get back out.

i don't drink, for a number of reasons, not wanting to get hooked is one of them.

depending on your relationship with him, you could try and get help, or just read about it to try find a solution.

Dude, how old are you? My dad used to be an alcoholic, too. He eventually wrecked his truck and almost died..so he was scared out of it. The best thing you can do is talk to him about it and let him know how much it hurts you and your family. I would rather have talked with my dad than getting a call in the middle of the night saying he's in intensive care. Just try to be an adult about the situation and keep your head.

He eventually wrecked his truck and almost died..so he was scared out of it. The best thing you can do is talk to him about it and let him know how much it hurts you and your family.

Unfortuneately, I don't get much of a chance to talk to him. He comes home from his job (that he dosen't even need to go to any more beacuse his companies have already earned him enough money to retire) seemingly already tipsy. I obviously don't want to talk to when he's drunk or he's going to forget it the next morning. I've tried talking to him on the weekends, but I'm afraid he's going to resent me for it. Might help if I can get him to listen (like actually listen to the lyrics of) Atreyu. "A Death Grip on Yesterday" is almost entirely based on alcoholism.

I'm sorry your dad is an alcoholic. Sadly, alchoholism was a problem in my family. But luckily, my father quit drinking before I was old enough to know it. My oldest brother was an alcholic and epileptic... imagine that. He wrecked quite a few cars... mostly VW bugs. I had a problem for awhile but I just don't enjoy drinking anymore. The first wake up call was when I blacked out and my friend drove us in my dad's work truck to a town way the fuck up the mountain because I was telling him where to go and didn't even know it myself. Came to at a gas station with a cop there because we needed directions, cop told us not to drive. It was the middle of the night and I felt as if I had to get home. Cop waited in the dark for us to leave and I got busted with a DUI. I didn't drive for over a year because I couldn't afford SR22 insurance. Second wake up call, same guy but he was driving and I was sober. He had trouble driving from the get go from a friend's house and got stuck on a driveway log. Then he bottomed out at the end of the road in a ditch. We made it as far as a gas station and I told him to let me out and I called my other friends and told them to come pick me up. Turned out that drunk friend flipped his car 77 Olds and the roof crushed the passenger side. I would be dead right now if I stayed in the car. Third wake up call was when I went to a good friends' new year's eve party a few years ago and drank liquor and blacked out. I don't remember most of what happened. My wife was with me and I still feel ashamed to this day for the behavior which ensued that night. I still drink the ocassional beer but it fucks my stomach up cuz I take diabetes pills so I rarely bother. The point is it's amazing sometimes how long it takes to get the message clear about how negative an effect alcoholism can have on people and their families and friends. Again, I'm sorry you have to deal with this and I hope things get better for you.

moderation is the key, when u abuse, it it abuses u. almost died myself and took a few with me.... god was on my side that night.....

I agree with cris and cris. I know what its like because it runs in my family, my uncle was killed last augest by someone who was sober hit him when he was drunk (It was actually the sober persons fault too, my uncle had the right of way, and the other guy speed up to try and beat my uncle through the intersection, they t-boned, and both went right into the ditch, my uncle was bassicly brain dead that nite, but his body was on life support for a few mor days, lesson - Just dont drink) Moderation is right, if you drink, dont get drunk, there is no reason to get drunk, if i drink, i have only one or two, i dont like the feeling of no control.

Edit: I think my uncle's death has been a wake up call for my family, thoses who drink anyway, It's tradjic that it sometimes takes a life before people realize that something is bad, but I guess thats how life goes.

Unfortuneately, I don't get much of a chance to talk to him.

Maybe..you could just write a long note and tape it to the TV( so he'll see it) and leave it for him one morning. You're gonna have to view him as a person with a problem and not your father for a little while. Just confront him about it as a friend that wants to help. You're his son, and even if he gets mad he'll love you..even if its deep down

I always hate to hear these sort of things. I hope everything works out for the best.

Sorry I can't offer any advice. Other than whats been said.

Join the army and get the hell out of your house as soon as you can. I've dealt with people before in that situation and talking to someone who drinks that much usually doesn't help they end up getting pissed off at you because they think it comes off that you are saying you are better than them and they have a problem. They won't ever admit to having a problem until its a life or death situation and they get a wake up call. Tread lightly if you talk to him, nothin like a drunk father kicking your ass all over the house and than you wake up to your shit on the front lawn.

Well, tonight it looks like we may have gotten things resolved. My mom, my dad and myself were watching TV earlier when my dad brought something up that happened recently. One of my friends, someone who has had a lot of bad experiences with caffeine drank an amp energy drink and he ended up having to go to the hospital. My dad saw this as an opperatunity to talk to me about my own consumption of caffeine. I have a caffeine addiction, but not one bad enough too the point where I have extremely bad wthdraw symptoms, so after a while I got pissed and screamed "Well if I can stop drinking caffeine, you can stop drinking you old, fat drunk!" while I was leaving the room. I locked my door and put a chair up to it and wrote him a note. After he read the note, we talked and we're going to resolve his problem. i also found out that he felt the EXACT same way I do now when he was my age. Only difference was that his was because of a shitty childhood and mine is because of clinical depression and other small events.

Just thought I'd let you guys know...

When I drink my mother, who is a chain smoker, complains about how much I drink (I can drink a 6 pack every night if I want, its relaxing, and helps me calm down from a hard day/night). I call her a hypocrit and to not speak of my habits if she her self is not willing to fix her own addictions.

It's good that he's responsible enough to talk it, and you are right when you call him a hypocrit when he critisizes you for your habits which are far less deadly than his are.

I am a drinker, I thoroughly enjoy a good drink, and I thoroughly enjoy drinking to get drunk, there was a point where it was all the time, every night, whisky, beer, bourbon, everthing I could get my hands on. My 21st was a pinicle of that, I drank so much I couldn't drink again for over 3 weeks.

That was April.

Glad to hear that you guys are sorting it out!

Alcoholism sucks. My grandmother and her husband(not my grandfather) were both alcoholics. She made him mad one day when she came home from work and he beat her to death. She was only 42 years old, my dad was 24, and I was 4. I do remeber her. When he got the call from the funeral home he was expecting the person he was going to see to be his grandmother who had been in a nursing home for years. He didn't find out it was his mother until he got to the funeral home, huge horrible surprise. We only lived 15 miles from her and knew nothing of it when it happened. The worst part is that it was in the early 80's when this happened, also in a small town. When he went to court all he got was probation (less than a year). What was the thing that started the beating? She got a door ding on the car! That was not worth her life.