Ambivalence is the experience of
having an attitude toward someone or something that contains both positively
and negatively valence components. I was
born into a home with an alcoholic father and an ACOA mother. At a very young age, I learned just how
important resiliency is and could be, whether I was aware of it or not.
I loved my father because he was
my father; the male barometer by which all men entering my life would be
measured. However, I despised his
drinking. I hated the smell, his
physical imbalance, and the lowered inhibitions, which gave him the courage to
say and do inappropriate things that he otherwise would not if sober.
I was embarrassed by him. Growing up, my life was riddled with fear,
hurt, pain, guilt and confusion. But
just like my ACOA mother, I married a replica of my father; another
alcoholic. So as I did when I was a
child, I try to rise above it. I keep it
locked away from the world as much as possible because I am ashamed.
I am a smart, talented, educated
woman. I’m proud of all my
accomplishments. Yet, I have this one
aspect of my life that prevents me from shining; this barometric replica of my
father. The love/hate ambivalence of an
adult child is like an albatross around my neck; a psychological burden. No answers today folks - just observations.
Hi, I’m Liz Hawkins and I’m an
Adult Child of an Alcoholic.
Whoa, Liz. Your blog just keeps getting better. Your brutal honesty and life revelations are not only cathartic for you, but a challenge to us all regarding our own lives. We may not all be ACOAs, but because of your courage in writing about your experiences and impressions, you shed insight on life-turns everyone shares.
ReplyDeleteSo, thank you, Liz. Really...thank you.