I grew up with someone who drank heavily. It was so bad that my parents were considering divorce. They split up for 6 weeks when I was 9 yrs old. that person had gotten violent. Mom and dad took me aside and told me that they were going to get a divorce. And it wasn't my fault.

They worked it out. But they still fought almost on a daily basis. I don't even know why they were fighting. They just fought.

Mom would beat me. and kick me. I remember one time in particular I don't even know why she was " spanking" me. She came into my room and told me that she was going to spank me. I had no clue as to way. I ran. Bad idea, she caught me beat me right where I was. Told the other kid to tell everyone in school all the kids. Not one kid told an adult. And neither did I.

Another time I also don't remember why but I was on the ground and she was kicking and punching me .

Dad beat me too. One time in particular I wanted to give my horse a pizza crust ( I always had before and he loved them) and he decided since I wanted to he was gonna beat me. I see NO logic in it. I asked mom she said it was because he " had" to.

That was when I was 15.Then dad got a job at Safeway as a technician for the computers. So we moved on the other side of the state where I knew no one.

Dad and I started verbally fighting when he'd drink then he'd drink more because he was pissed off. I had had enough of the crap that was going on. 

Mom came to me one day and told me that if they got divorced it would be my fault this time. I'm sick and tired of carrying that guilt around for 20 yrs.

Dad and I still fought and he still drank they  never got divorced and now they've been married for 41 yrs......

And I'm staying at their house right now recouping from ft surgery