At least once a month we try to meet, a circle of eight young people with broken hearts. I have spoken honest and loudly about my own growing up. Close people I love with some kind of addiction. Sadly, noone seeked help for the addiction. Bitterness and Broken Hearts occurred instead.
Some adults think this topic shouldn’t be spoken about, others think it is very important. However, several young Broken Hearts started to write to me after hearing me talking about it. I noticed a need for being seen and heard needed to be addressed quickly. Sadly many Government’s doesn’t have money for this kind of meetings-to have a qualified Psychologist attending.
But, we do not give advices. We listen and share. We cry and we laugh, together. That’s Amore!
Last meeting We wrote this together;
We got fire in our hearts
We got thunder in our souls
We want to become survivors
Parenting our own parents
We are growing up to fast
Our parents grow old fast
Their memories are always gone
Their stories always changes
Tattooed painfully into our hearts
We get blamed for being unthankful
We get accused for being the problem
We never asked to be born
Their denial continues with another drink
Alcohol kills love
Alcohol kills relationships
We never asked to be born
It hurts to see how they suffer
but we are children suffering too
The hearts of Thunder
(“One in five German children have alcoholic or drug-addict parents or drug-addict parents, according to the latest annual figures on drugs and addiction.” The Local DE 2011
(one in four USA Children have alcohol or drug-addict parents other statistics say one in 10 children–no matter what, it is to much)
This is of course a very dark numbers.
“My dad throws books at my mother when he is drunk.”