Are You Concerned About an Alcoholic Child?
Trying to cope with a son’s or daughter’s alcohol abuse is one of the most difficult challenges in life. Their problems become ours, as objectivity goes out the window. It becomes a never-ending cycle of crisis and rescue. We pay for doctors’ bills, treatment center stays, attorneys’ fees, rent, food and cars, often at the expense of our own financial security. It is difficult to say no because of the underlying fear that, somehow, we’ve caused the problem.
Many people come to Al‑Anon for the support and understanding they need to handle this heart-breaking situation.
Why I Refer Clients to Al-Anon
“Al-Anon offers one enormously effective skill set that I have yet to find as well taught anywhere else.”
I Finally Got It!
“Al‑Anon saved my life.” I was in and out of Al‑Anon meetings for years. I rarely ever saw other
As We Share, We Heal
“I am learning one day at a time how to keep my serenity, even in the middle of a
Al-Anon is Gentle
It is a typical day at the practice. I prepare the materials for the substance abuse support group and
No one deserves my love as much as I do
I went to my first meeting the same day my doctor suggested it. It couldn’t have come at
My son’s alcoholism challenged my whole identity
I was in my Al‑Anon home group meeting yesterday when I looked over at a newcomer and saw
I came for a quick fix and found a way of life
As I look back, when I walked through the doors of Al‑Anon, I had planned to stay long
I finally gathered enough courage to go into the meeting
My first Al‑Anon meeting was the one I didn’t attend. I sat in my car outside the building
I remember feeling hopeful
I grew up in an abusive, alcoholic home, but didn’t know I was affected by alcoholism for a
At my first Al‑Anon meeting, I found understanding
I went to my first Al‑Anon meeting because I was desperate to help my daughter. I’d tried everything.
Today, I love my son with no resentments
Soon after my son turned 18, he announced that he was moving out. I knew by the look
I stepped off the ‘worry bus’
Back when my son was in high school, providing me with a multitude of avenues filled with worry,