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Originally Posted by Swan
Alcoholic mother.
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Snap, my mums alcoholism/depression/suicide attempts dominated my teens.
Neither of them were “bad” or didn’t treat me well and I was fine in terms of having a nice house, having money, etc. But both of them had totally “checked out” by the time I was 12 (and it started when I was younger than that) so I basically didn’t have any sort of active parenting. Nice roof over my head and well stocked cupboards, which I guess is more than some have, but that was it… I otherwise fended for myself through my teens. My mum was lost to her issues and my dad worked most of the time and was just otherwise… quiet. In hindsight I imagine he was extremely stressed.
What that looked like was: 12 to 14, I barely left my room other than for school. I had a TV, a PlayStation, and an old PC with AOL chat rooms in there and that was life.
15+ more or less the same Sunday to Thursday and then weekends were a haze of drinking and parties until I left home at 19.
Mainly I just remember being extremely lonely, even in my later teens when I had a tonne of friends. Living with people who don’t talk to each other is torture tbqfh. Just silence and tension.