That's my sister, and I'm part of the weather she learned to prepare for. I was twelve and she was nine when we started Ala-preteen, a group for kids whose parents were using. Our dad's alcoholism put us there, and we learned to rate our days as "the crappys and the happys." Later I became the second person in our family with an addiction, and she became the sibling of one. Kimberly and I have worked with thousands of families, and siblings are the ones we hear from last. They get quiet, capable and easy so the house has one less fire. It looks like maturity. Almost nobody checks on them. Sibling of an addict? Tell me what you carried so nobody else had to. We answer every comment. Follow for what we wish someone had told us. 💙 Kimberly & Lyle #siblingofanaddict #familyofaddicts #addictionrecovery #detachwithlove #healingfamilyaddiction