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n can be an addict and still have good values and some can raise decent children. While my older sister and older brother and I had some good values but as for life, none of us did right.</p><p id="9427">My sister is living with an abusive and dominating man. They both use drugs and drink a lot. Think it has calmed down a little bit with them getting a bit older.</p><p id="8ad9">My older brother also an alcoholic and drugs. His dominating wife is also an alcoholic.</p><p id="8b9d">Then there is me. I went down the same road starting at 15. But since woke up.</p><p id="8a07">At 15 I was in a very abusive relationship. I had gotten kicked with steel toed boots to the head, me shielding most of the blows with my arms. Got struck with them old rotary phones they had in hotel rooms back in the 90s, to the head, with my arms once again softening the blows.</p><figure id="30e0"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*czo8Nkg2mcWzd4em"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@cosmicwriter?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Loren Biser</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><p id="d600">He was not only abusive he was an alcoholic at 17 and a hard drug addict. I watched him fight with his father and uncle and the father running around with a handheld little ax and fell and busted his nose, blood everywhere. Police came and said it was a family matter and left. This is how they handled things in Chicago in the 90s.</p><p id="7244">I did not take his abuse for to long. But there was a problem. I had ran away from home to get away from the drugs and home life and went to a much worse life. Well I was only 16, ( just turned 16 when I ran away, met him at 15). I did move in with a family friend (his family) to at least not endure the abuse daily living with him. We did break up but yes I was young and dumb.</p><p id="7756">I did finally leave him. And moved back home to Wisconsin with my family. By then it was too late and I did not know it right away. I was stuck with this man for the next 18 years. I did not get back with him. Co-parenting was a joke. He never wanted a thing to do with her.</p><p id="703b">After that I went into a deep depression being a single parent. I turned to alcohol and drugs. Mind you all this time I had been in and out of pain because I was born with my back problems. It had just got 1000 times worse and unbearable after my son was born and rearranged things inside. Who knows maybe the hitting and kicks effected it also, just never felt the extent of it because of the drugs and drinking.</p><p id="cee6">I had since changed my life and quit drinking, quit drugs

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and even quit smoking cigarettes'. Clean from everything. I let my parents life define my life and I really wish I did not. But then there lies the question… Who would I be today if my life had gone the opposite direction? I believe the hardships I had gone through define who I am today. Made me a humble person, compassionate, caring, loving.</p><p id="917e">Do you ever wonder how different your life would have been without all the difficulties you had gone through? What would you change? What could you change that wouldn’t change everything about you?</p><p id="54da">Reading about Tina Turner’s passing and her life getting abused by Ike had got me thinking about my past abuse and this is how this story came to.</p><p id="cb45">I may have not started out making my name a good representation of who I am. Today, I am proud of who I am. I am proud of the person I have become and the things I had accomplished to get here. I have made good of my name and showing my family what we can do for our family name and change the wrong and make it right. Take out the addiction and put in a a good strong family name.</p><p id="3975">©Kerrie Gutierrez-Diaz 2023 All Rights Reserved</p><p id="a77e">If you are enjoying what your reading, please support me with a coffee <a href="https://ko-fi.com/kerrie">https://ko-fi.com/kerrie</a></p><p id="3993">Here are some other good stories I enjoyed and think you might also enjoy.</p><div id="2088" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-enduring-significance-of-a-good-name-nurturing-your-identity-for-a-fulfilling-journey-9efba2a05417"> <div> <div> <h2>The Enduring Significance Of A Good Name: Nurturing Your Identity for a Fulfilling Journey</h2> <div><h3>Dancing Elephant Press Prompt 34 0f 52 A Good Name</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*PdJEH7EoJsUQuly6)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="f02f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-value-in-a-good-name-ecc43fc01480"> <div> <div> <h2>The Value in A Good Name</h2> <div><h3>Dancing Elephant Press Prompt Week of 34 of 52 A Good Name</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*HVqlHPrBAJmAChSBDNpU_A.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

You Never Know What a Person Has Gone Through

Learning wrong things early in my life, made me do wrong things also. All those things made me the strong person I am today. Dancing Elephant Press Prompt: 34 of 52 A Good Name

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From the day I was born I watched my mother and father abuse drugs, alcohol and gambling. I never knew those things were even bad. That was all normal to me.

Than the campaign on drugs started rolling out in the 80s. My parents started to hide the drugs since we were taught in school to “Just say no” and MADD was formed. Mothers Against Drunk Drivers.

The drinking and gambling was never hid. Back than, gambling addiction was not a thing. Drug addiction was just becoming a thing so that was their focus. My parents even had a slot machine in our dining room. Sometimes two of them.

With all this, you could imagine the home environment I grew up in. My parents did have good values that they taught us kids. I was taught to respect my elders; my dad was really good with money and taught us how to handle money correctly and to never pay for things that were just rip offs. With all the money spent on drugs and alcohol and gambling, not sure how he was able to handle money, but he did.

We even lived in a bar. One half of the building was a bar and the other half the house. So every day I spent hanging out with alcoholics. Looking at this house brings back memories. I have not set eyes on this house for at least 30 years. My room and my sisters was the top right

Google street view of my old home that used to be a bar. Left lower side is all what use to be the bar. Top and all right site is living quarters.

Watching a old timer soil his pants and still try to come in the bar and drink. He tried all three bars in town, and no one would let him in until he changed. Alcohol does terrible things to people.

However, a person can be an addict and still have good values and some can raise decent children. While my older sister and older brother and I had some good values but as for life, none of us did right.

My sister is living with an abusive and dominating man. They both use drugs and drink a lot. Think it has calmed down a little bit with them getting a bit older.

My older brother also an alcoholic and drugs. His dominating wife is also an alcoholic.

Then there is me. I went down the same road starting at 15. But since woke up.

At 15 I was in a very abusive relationship. I had gotten kicked with steel toed boots to the head, me shielding most of the blows with my arms. Got struck with them old rotary phones they had in hotel rooms back in the 90s, to the head, with my arms once again softening the blows.

He was not only abusive he was an alcoholic at 17 and a hard drug addict. I watched him fight with his father and uncle and the father running around with a handheld little ax and fell and busted his nose, blood everywhere. Police came and said it was a family matter and left. This is how they handled things in Chicago in the 90s.

I did not take his abuse for to long. But there was a problem. I had ran away from home to get away from the drugs and home life and went to a much worse life. Well I was only 16, ( just turned 16 when I ran away, met him at 15). I did move in with a family friend (his family) to at least not endure the abuse daily living with him. We did break up but yes I was young and dumb.

I did finally leave him. And moved back home to Wisconsin with my family. By then it was too late and I did not know it right away. I was stuck with this man for the next 18 years. I did not get back with him. Co-parenting was a joke. He never wanted a thing to do with her.

After that I went into a deep depression being a single parent. I turned to alcohol and drugs. Mind you all this time I had been in and out of pain because I was born with my back problems. It had just got 1000 times worse and unbearable after my son was born and rearranged things inside. Who knows maybe the hitting and kicks effected it also, just never felt the extent of it because of the drugs and drinking.

I had since changed my life and quit drinking, quit drugs and even quit smoking cigarettes'. Clean from everything. I let my parents life define my life and I really wish I did not. But then there lies the question… Who would I be today if my life had gone the opposite direction? I believe the hardships I had gone through define who I am today. Made me a humble person, compassionate, caring, loving.

Do you ever wonder how different your life would have been without all the difficulties you had gone through? What would you change? What could you change that wouldn’t change everything about you?

Reading about Tina Turner’s passing and her life getting abused by Ike had got me thinking about my past abuse and this is how this story came to.

I may have not started out making my name a good representation of who I am. Today, I am proud of who I am. I am proud of the person I have become and the things I had accomplished to get here. I have made good of my name and showing my family what we can do for our family name and change the wrong and make it right. Take out the addiction and put in a a good strong family name.

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