My dad is drinking himself into oblivion every weekend, almost every day. He's been through 2 bottles of red wine, 1 bottle of rose wine, 6 beers and a few shots of vodka. He does this every saturday and it will be the same tomorrow. I can't stand this anymore. I go round to see him every weekend to just find him wasted off his face.
He's not an angry drunk by himself it just annoys me to see this, both my parents always used to drink when I was a kid, always waiting for the arguments to happen on a weekly routine on a saturday or sunday morning. This is prolly why I hate to see him drink so much. Did they both drink because I was too much work? I dunno but it feels like this way.
Is it down to me or life in general?
I did screw up their intentions by not joining the military so this makes me think that it is my fault.
I hate seeing my dad like this now, my mum passed away thanks to alcohol poisioning and I don't want the same thing to happen to my father. It's screwing me up inside.
Rant over.
He's not an angry drunk by himself it just annoys me to see this, both my parents always used to drink when I was a kid, always waiting for the arguments to happen on a weekly routine on a saturday or sunday morning. This is prolly why I hate to see him drink so much. Did they both drink because I was too much work? I dunno but it feels like this way.
Is it down to me or life in general?
I did screw up their intentions by not joining the military so this makes me think that it is my fault.
I hate seeing my dad like this now, my mum passed away thanks to alcohol poisioning and I don't want the same thing to happen to my father. It's screwing me up inside.
Rant over.
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