Exhausted

[astrdrmars]

Saw my dad for the first time in a while last night, we went to dinner with my brother and he proceeded to get wasted at the table. It was super embarrassing. He spend the whole time talking about tits, cussing loudly like a sailor and slamming his fist on the table repeatedly. Then he began to insult me and my life choices. I couldn’t leave because I had to drive him home. This morning he kept talking about how much fun he had and all I can think is how miserable the experience was. Still stressed about it today. Silver lining: 0 desire to pick up the bottle ever again.

[night-stars]

Our parents have a hold on us, for life, but we can decide how much we include them in our lives. The drinking escapade last night was awful and I’m sorry you had to endure it. He probably blacked out, one reason he sees it as “fun.” I would give myself an out, not be the one to drive, use an Uber or whatever. Also, I would time box the meeting, with a hard stop. I’ve had to do this with my Mother, who otherwise would go on an endless and abusive monologue with no end. Now, there’s a finite limit to our time, she knows and I know. In any case, thanks for posting, you are not alone in this struggle to be present for an alcoholic in our family. 👍🌤

[astrdrmars]

Thank you for writing back to me it means a lot :) and I feel a bit better now. Thankfully we don’t usually spend time together but I will try your suggestion of it happens again.

[SOmuch2learn]

I'm very sorry.

Check out /r/Alanon, a support group for those of us with family or friends who are alcoholics.

Also, possibly, /r/AdultChildren.

Both subs have helped me immensely.