We might move on but the world stays pretty much the same

I didn't talk about dad in a while. Lots has happened and is still happening. Gladly, I can say that now the 'happening' got a more active undertone. The story's viewpoint changed as the main character stopped solely observing its environment and continued with ones life.


It took me quite some time to realize how this blog isn't about getting my dad straight at all. It's simply about getting myself straight.

It was and still is god damn hard to face alcoholism. However, I wouldn't change this last couple of months for nothing. Yes, I'm an even bigger cryer now - there's hardly a post written without tears! I also find it really hard not to show when I'm in good mood for a change, I realized by now that dancing on a song that comes to your ears while waiting for a bus isn't really a common behaviour. In the end - I grew couple years mentally older and yet I look so young, now even younger with my new boy-cut hair!

To sum it all, sarcasm rocks! Being able to fluently digest problems in shortest time possible even more. Not feeling like you have to know everything and be responsible for whatever happens in the world is a priceless lesson d'Amelie Poulain. 


In any case, I've a lot to learn still, besides mastering sarcasm to a quality level. No matter what happens, life goes on, and it's only up to you if you adapt to its new form or not. Yes, it can hurt, it can hurt a lot and the pain won't just go away with time. Then one day it will become just a painfull memory, one brick among all other moments that built up your life's home.

As for my dad, he is in the phase of believing he can become a moderate drinker again. He drinks, less but still. He's changing slowly with every day yet staying the same in manners I'd wanted him to change. What matter most, is that we get along better now. Whenever it'll happen, I'll be there when he'll want to move on.


Told you I was a cryer! ;(