Drug Rehab 2021 Round 2 – Ronald’s Addiction

Name: Idania
From: Houston, Tx
Votes: 0

Ronald’s Addiction

How did the additions affect your family?

Since I can remember my family always suffered from bad things, it is something difficult to talk about all this but I think that people should become more aware of addictions since today there are many but the one that affected my family was alcohol.

My father before alcohol was a man attentive to the family, so my mother tells me she always looked after me when I was a baby, although I do not remember it, I suppose it was like that. My dad started drinking alcohol when he was 23 years old. He and my mom have known each other since high school. It was like the typical love of teenagers who get married at a very young age. Sometimes I suppose that is why my father did what he did not to enjoy his life by anticipating many stages, having a family is not a game takes too much responsibility, although on the other hand my mother did too excellent, while my father He was not to be an even present father and prefer alcohol before his family, my mother was always there, taking care of her little daughters who were not to blame for anything that was happening.

My father before alcohol was a man attentive to the family, so my mother tells me she always looked after me when I was a baby, although I do not remember it, I suppose it was like that. My dad started drinking alcohol when he was 23 years old. He and my mom have known each other since high school. It was like the typical love of teenagers who get married at a very young age. Sometimes I suppose that is why my father did what he did not to enjoy his life by anticipating many stages, having a family is not a game takes too much responsibility, although on the other hand my mother did too excellent, while my father He was not to be an even present father and prefer alcohol before his family, my mother was always there, taking care of her little daughters who were not to blame for anything that was happening.

All of this was repeated over and over again, the girls grew up to 10 and 6 years old. During the time that passed, the family separated. The mother of the girls was so tired of always putting up with her husband, drunk and aggressive at dawn, the little girls always cried trying to understand what was happening.

Every night the poor wife cried and asked God to change her husband, not to drink alcohol anymore, to take care of him when he walked the streets drunk. She did not receive answers and she got very tired of putting up with her husband until they decided to separate for a while, but the time to return from her never came. The father was lost in alcohol, he was losing his family and did not realize it. He would rather go out with his friends and drink a lot of alcohol until he lost consciousness than get his family back.

One Sunday in January he lost his life, in the streets of the neighborhood it was heard that Ronald Ponce had lost his life, It was too strong a blow for his family because even though he was a bad father, he was still the loving husband that a day it was, he was still the attentive father that was needed for a long time. Now he wouldn’t be anymore. Alcohol took life out of him, when he was 35, through the time he had as husband and father, it was never what he really needed to be both roles. His family always remembers him as when he was good, his daughters wished their father was alive and that he would see how far they have come, that in two years in the United States they have achieved many things, how to learn English too quickly making his son feel proud. mother and that she sees that her effort to raise the family is bearing fruit.

It has been five years since he passed away, the family never imagined that this would happen, they thought that he was going to change, that he was going to realize what he was losing through alcohol. He missed seeing his daughters grow up, seeing one of them graduate from high school in a few months.

This is my story of how my family was destroyed due to my father’s addictions. Despite that, we have been recovering little by little, and although he was not the best father, his loss hurt a lot and it still hurts me, and I have been learning to live with the pain of not having it because I believe it is something that I will never overcome.