We kept a lot of secrets in my family growing up. Conflict was bad; quiet meant tranquil. So instead of confronting our issues face to face, we kept them hidden from ourselves, each other, and the outside world. Arguments between mom and dad were saved for early morning whispers while us kids slept. My father’s alcoholism bled into every facet of our family turmoil, staining all of us with trauma that we will carry with us to our grave.
The Toxic Secrets That Almost Destroyed My Family
The Toxic Secrets That Almost Destroyed My…
The Toxic Secrets That Almost Destroyed My Family
We kept a lot of secrets in my family growing up. Conflict was bad; quiet meant tranquil. So instead of confronting our issues face to face, we kept them hidden from ourselves, each other, and the outside world. Arguments between mom and dad were saved for early morning whispers while us kids slept. My father’s alcoholism bled into every facet of our family turmoil, staining all of us with trauma that we will carry with us to our grave.