{"id":54016,"date":"2020-03-03T10:52:27","date_gmt":"2020-03-03T10:52:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/herway.net\/?p=54016"},"modified":"2021-08-12T10:15:46","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T10:15:46","slug":"ser-hija-de-un-alcoholico","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/ser-hija-de-un-alcoholico\/","title":{"rendered":"Ser hija de un alcoh\u00f3lico me destroz\u00f3, pero tambi\u00e9n me hizo m\u00e1s fuerte"},"content":{"rendered":"

Cuando s\u00f3lo ten\u00eda 6 a\u00f1os, sent\u00ed el dolor por primera vez.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I\u2019m not talking about any kind of pain like when a small child falls and cries\u2014I\u2019m talking about real pain.<\/p>\n

The pain you feel when someone abandons you or when someone just doesn\u2019t care about you.<\/p>\n

Cuando ten\u00eda 7 a\u00f1os, envidiaba a otros ni\u00f1os.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t jealous of their clothes or perfect pencils, their shiny, pink Barbie bags or glitter stickers\u2014I was jealous because of their true happiness.<\/p>\n

Sent\u00eda celos cada vez que corr\u00edan hacia su padre cuando ven\u00eda a recogerlos al colegio.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"chica<\/p>\n

I envied every hug they got and every \u2018tap\u2019 on their shoulder when they got A for their homework.<\/p>\n

I was jealous of their freedom and how they didn\u2019t have to pretend that everything was fine\u2014because for them, it was.<\/p>\n

Cuando ten\u00eda 9 a\u00f1os, vi a mi padre borracho por primera vez.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Recuerdo que pensaba que era zumo de manzana.<\/p>\n

D\u00e1bamos largos paseos y luego \u00edbamos a alg\u00fan bar; \u00e9l siempre dec\u00eda que necesitaba descansar y ped\u00eda una cerveza.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know why but I always thought he was drinking apple juice.<\/p>\n

\"mujer
Ser hija de un alcoh\u00f3lico me destroz\u00f3, pero tambi\u00e9n me hizo m\u00e1s fuerte<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Yo quer\u00eda beber lo mismo que \u00e9l, as\u00ed que me ped\u00eda un zumo de manzana y s\u00f3lo con sentarme a su lado y beb\u00e9rmelo, me sent\u00eda feliz.<\/em><\/p>\n

Cuando ten\u00eda 10 a\u00f1os, mi padre me grit\u00f3.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Empez\u00f3 a llegar a casa muy tarde.<\/p>\n

Nuestros paseos ya no le interesaban, as\u00ed que me sustituy\u00f3 por unas extra\u00f1as personas altas con largas barbas.<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t understand my mother but I felt her pain.<\/p>\n

Durante el d\u00eda estaba oculto, pero por la noche se propagaba como un virus. Todos lo sentimos.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

En nuestra casa, las noches estaban vivas y llenas de peleas, palabras y gritos de mis padres.<\/p>\n

Mi padre llegaba a casa a las 4 de la ma\u00f1ana, borracho, desordenado y sucio, y encend\u00eda la luz del pasillo, asegur\u00e1ndose de que todos supi\u00e9ramos que estaba en casa.<\/p>\n

Deb\u00edamos estar en nuestras camas, fingiendo que dorm\u00edamos.<\/p>\n

Pero aquella noche de febrero, me despert\u00e9 y fui al ba\u00f1o. Eran las 4 de la ma\u00f1ana y las luces estaban encendidas.<\/p>\n

Me grit\u00f3 por no estar en mi cama, sin saber que la ira en sus ojos crear\u00eda una imagen de \u00e9l en mi cerebro que llevar\u00eda siempre conmigo.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

Cuando ten\u00eda 14 a\u00f1os, mi padre nos abandon\u00f3 por tercera vez.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Que se fuera siempre fue incierto, igual que su mente.<\/p>\n

We never knew what he would do next but one thing is for sure\u2014we got used to him leaving.<\/p>\n

He never said, \u201cGoodbye,\u201d when he was leaving. Sometimes, he left when I wasn\u2019t even home.<\/p>\n

Esta vez, le estaba hablando de lo contenta que estaba de ir al instituto; me mir\u00f3 directamente a los ojos y me apret\u00f3 la mano.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s how I knew I wasn\u2019t going to see him for a very long time.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

A los 19 a\u00f1os me di cuenta de lo fuerte que soy en realidad.<\/strong><\/p>\n

In all the pain, my father taught me one thing\u2014to cherish moments, even those that you think are not important.<\/p>\n

Nunca sabes cu\u00e1ndo te van a arrebatar la presencia de alguien.<\/p>\n

No tener a mi padre en mi vida me hizo darme cuenta y ver todo lo que ten\u00eda.<\/p>\n

Hizo que todo y todos en mi vida fueran tan importantes.<\/p>\n

I cherished every moment of every day that I got to spend with my mom and my brothers\u2014and I still do.<\/p>\n

Soy muy sensible y protectora con ellos.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

El dolor me ense\u00f1\u00f3 sobre la bondad, la humildad y el cuidado.<\/p>\n

Me ense\u00f1\u00f3 a dar las gracias por todo lo que tengo.<\/p>\n

It taught me that you can\u2019t choose a family member, nor can you change them. <\/strong><\/p>\n

You can\u2019t control every move or choice someone makes.<\/strong><\/p>\n

You can\u2019t make yourself hate someone when you don\u2019t.<\/em><\/p>\n

La batalla que cre\u00e9 dentro de m\u00ed, entre el dolor y el amor, siempre encontr\u00f3 una forma de iluminarme.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

Me hizo fuerte, humilde y amable, cuando s\u00f3lo quer\u00eda ser joven.<\/p>\n

I went to college and I didn\u2019t know anyone there.<\/p>\n

I was so alone and the one person I couldn\u2019t stop thinking about was my father.<\/p>\n

Su ausencia me hizo mucho da\u00f1o, me cre\u00f3 problemas de confianza y un muro emocional cada vez que alguien intentaba llegar a m\u00ed.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t have a lot of boyfriends and I didn\u2019t know how to love someone, even though I tried.<\/p>\n

Pero aprend\u00ed a quererme y a cuidarme.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

I\u2019m forever grateful for that.<\/p>\n

Cuando tenga mis propios hijos, les ense\u00f1ar\u00e9 lo que significa realmente el perd\u00f3n.<\/strong><\/p>\n

S\u00e9 que dicen que las mujeres deben admirar a su padre cuando buscan al hombre con el que pasar su vida.<\/p>\n

But I don\u2019t believe in \u2018looking\u2019 or \u2018searching\u2019.<\/p>\n

Creo en la fe y en que un d\u00eda alguien especial me coger\u00e1 de la mano mientras doy las gracias a mi padre por hacerme superar todo el drama y el dolor.<\/p>\n

Dejar\u00e9 que mi ser especial me mire a los ojos y me apriete la mano sabiendo que se quedar\u00e1.<\/p>\n

One day, when I have my own children and when they are old enough, I will tell them that forgiveness is not saying, \u201cI forgive you.\u201d<\/p>\n

El perd\u00f3n es un proceso. Lleva tiempo y a veces dura toda la vida.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

Perdonar no es elegir entre cosas y personas o tener miedo de perderlo todo. <\/em><\/p>\n

Forgiveness is the strength to pick yourself up and move on. It\u2019s holding the hand of darkness while knowing that your heart is light.<\/em><\/p>\n

Now, I can\u2019t imagine my life without moments that break me down but they only taught me how to pick myself up and be stronger than ever.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m filled with love and patience; that\u2019s all I have for the people around me.<\/p>\n

Hay pensamientos positivos y hay compasi\u00f3n y amor incondicional en m\u00ed por cada persona con la que perd\u00ed el contacto, me hizo da\u00f1o o me abandon\u00f3.<\/p>\n

Espero que en alg\u00fan lugar del mundo mi padre lo sepa.<\/p>\n

\"Ser<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

When I was just 6 years old, I felt the pain for the first time. I\u2019m not talking about any kind of pain like when a small child falls and cries\u2014I\u2019m talking about real pain. The pain you feel when someone abandons you or when someone just doesn\u2019t care about you. When I was 7…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":20,"featured_media":54236,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_kad_blocks_custom_css":"","_kad_blocks_head_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_body_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_footer_custom_js":"","_kadence_starter_templates_imported_post":false,"_kad_post_transparent":"","_kad_post_title":"","_kad_post_layout":"","_kad_post_sidebar_id":"","_kad_post_content_style":"","_kad_post_vertical_padding":"","_kad_post_feature":"","_kad_post_feature_position":"","_kad_post_header":false,"_kad_post_footer":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29625],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-54016","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-toxic-relationship"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29625,"label":"toxic relationship"}]},"featured_image_src_large":["https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/BEING-THE-DAUGHTER-OF-AN-ALCOHOLIC-BROKE-ME-BUT-IT-ALSO-MADE-ME-STRONGER.jpg",800,534,false],"author_info":{"display_name":"Christine Keller","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/author\/christine\/"},"comment_info":0,"category_info":[{"term_id":29625,"name":"toxic relationship","slug":"toxic-relationship","term_group":0,"term_taxonomy_id":29625,"taxonomy":"category","description":"Are you in a toxic relationship without even knowing it? What should you do if you find yourself in one? Here's all you need to know!","parent":29620,"count":228,"filter":"raw","cat_ID":29625,"category_count":228,"category_description":"Are you in a toxic relationship without even knowing it? What should you do if you find yourself in one? Here's all you need to know!","cat_name":"toxic relationship","category_nicename":"toxic-relationship","category_parent":29620}],"tag_info":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54016","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/20"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=54016"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54016\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/54236"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=54016"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=54016"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=54016"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}