Since only writing two posts related to being an adult child of an alcoholic (ACoA), I have been incredibly touched by the number of people who have reached out to me. Some were very close friends, and some were acquaintances. It became obvious to me that there really is this commonality that so many more people share than what we may realize. I’ve also had a handful of experiences since writing these posts where people seemed concerned for me, or perhaps were even feeling awkward or uncomfortable to talk to me about it. This is the reason for this post today.
While my intent for this space was not to utilize it as a place to open journal, I fully expect that there will be stories of my personal, and sometimes difficult, experiences here. My reason for this has everything to do with wanting to share this part of myself, to stand up and own my story, because I believe that it may help others in some way. It is all too clear that there are many people who have been impacted by traumas in their childhood and beyond, and silence about such events is common. We learned very early on that we don’t talk about such things, we cover it up and pretend that everything is normal. We stuff it down and just move on. While not everyone who went through such experiences must step forward and open up about them, I am at a point in my life where I am compelled to do so. Silence is not sustainable.
I don’t want anyone thinking for a moment that they should be worried for me, or afraid to talk to me about what may come up here. I could not be more fired up about this project of mine and about wanting to reach others in some small way. I know that a number of friends, family, and even colleagues may read what I contribute to this little part of the web, and I couldn’t feel more proud than I am right now about being so open after spending so many years being shut down. Although they do not define me, it is the difficult events in my life that have shaped me. Yes, I go to therapy. Yes, I’ve seen a life coach. Yes, I have been through traumas. Yes, I am owning my story and I couldn’t be happier about that.