Throughout my life I have always been exposed to alcohol, and the negative effects it has on people. Most of my father’s family had been addicted to alcohol, this includes all his brothers and his father. My mother always warns me not to even touch alcohol, because she believes that my siblings and I are likely to become addicted. I don’t argue simply for the fact that I have watched my father go through the struggles of being an alcoholic, and that is not something I would to experience myself. When I was in middle school, not sure what what year, it was the first time I saw my dad as someone else. When he wasn’t drunk he was a caring, loving, hardworking father. Someone that I aspired to be like, but when he got drunk he was fixated on beer.
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Everyone was in tears and shock, it lasted for a few seconds and then stopped. The day after that we took him to the hospital, and the doctor told us that the amount of alcohol that he was consuming had affected the way his brain was functioning. For the next couple of weeks my father had wires all over his head. I didn’t know what was going on. Even though I didn’t know what those wires were I knew that it was bad. I was too scared to ask my mom due to the fact that I just didn’t want to know. Even though that seizure was a bad thing it was also a blessing in disguise. The next month my uncle took my father to California and enrolled him in a religious men’s home. He was there for a whole year. Throughout these years my dad told me that he would be constantly be reading the bible, being in bible study, doing numerous volunteer work, and just trying to become a better person. We finally received a call from the church that it was time for my father to come …show more content…
This time I was a teen, and I had seen how the past played out. I entered the church, and met the supervisor and he told us how wonderful it's been to have my father in their home. He then leads us to my dad, and from the moment I saw him I knew things would be different, he had a suit on his hair fixed up, and just positive vibes surrounding him he seemed really happy and healthy. I hugged him and got up with him about school, before we left the pastor and all the other people enrolled there lead us out with a
Everyone was in tears and shock, it lasted for a few seconds and then stopped. The day after that we took him to the hospital, and the doctor told us that the amount of alcohol that he was consuming had affected the way his brain was functioning. For the next couple of weeks my father had wires all over his head. I didn’t know what was going on. Even though I didn’t know what those wires were I knew that it was bad. I was too scared to ask my mom due to the fact that I just didn’t want to know. Even though that seizure was a bad thing it was also a blessing in disguise. The next month my uncle took my father to California and enrolled him in a religious men’s home. He was there for a whole year. Throughout these years my dad told me that he would be constantly be reading the bible, being in bible study, doing numerous volunteer work, and just trying to become a better person. We finally received a call from the church that it was time for my father to come …show more content…
This time I was a teen, and I had seen how the past played out. I entered the church, and met the supervisor and he told us how wonderful it's been to have my father in their home. He then leads us to my dad, and from the moment I saw him I knew things would be different, he had a suit on his hair fixed up, and just positive vibes surrounding him he seemed really happy and healthy. I hugged him and got up with him about school, before we left the pastor and all the other people enrolled there lead us out with a