Growing Up with an Alcoholic Father & Breaking the Cycle of Addiction

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Are you struggling with growing up with an alcoholic father?

I think you’ll agree with me when I tell you there’s nothing scarier than watching someone you love struggle with addiction.

Whether it’s a spouse, friend, child or parent, it’s truly heartbreaking to watch the toll it takes on them, us and everyone around them.

While we can’t control anyone else’s actions, there are steps we can take to set crucial boundaries, minimize the damage and set clear expectations for what we are willing and not willing to put up with.

In this post, we’re exploring my childhood specifically, but generally the struggles many of us have had growing up with an alcoholic father or moth. More importantly, we’ll discuss the crucial steps we can take to ensure that the cycle of addiction doesn’t continue with our own kids.

As a young child, I saw violence first hand growing up with an alcoholic father

Technically he was my step-dad, but he was the man I called Dad, so the label fits.

My Mom and Dad split up when I was 6 months old.

By the time I was 2, my Mom remarried. One of my most liked and shared posts details my life with my biological father. It’s called Growing Up With a Gay Father, and it would be well worth checking out as well.

Below, I explore the relationship with my step-father, Frank C. Garvin, a man I called Dad until his death in 1981.

In many ways, he stepped into the role of a father in ways my biological Dad never did. And yet with him, I was growing up with an alcoholic father.

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How does an alcoholic affect their family?

Frank didn’t always drink. In fact, to hear my Mom tell it, he rarely drank. But when he did, he couldn’t stop.

But this wasn’t the culture of today.

No, we have to go back to the early 1970’s. Back when police officers would drive my step-father home heavily intoxicated and would laugh about it. No DUI, no lockup. No repercussions.

My Mom, on the other hand, felt plenty of repercussions.

She finally left him after he knocked her teeth out.

But the impact of growing up with an alcoholic father wasn’t just felt by her; it permeated our entire family.

My brother has certainly struggled with the issue and impacts, as have I.

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How does an alcoholic father affect a child?

Growing up with an alcoholic father, or step-father in my case, the whole family lives with a certain amount of fear and tension.

Honestly when he would drink the tension would diminish because at least then you knew what to expect. The walking on eggshells not knowing when he would snap was past and there was a release that came with that.

Not that it was a bed of roses though. On many nights my Mom would come into our bedroom.  Then we would crawl out the window and run into the nearby woods to escape him.

Often we would stay there for hours until he passed out.

But even when he wasn’t drinking, the anger inside him that fueled his drinking was often present.

He was very specific about how he liked things.  You didn’t crunch the ice in a glass of water. And you certainly didn’t drink ice and deposit it back into the glass.

To this day every time I fold a bath towel, I think about him as they HAD to be folded a certain way or we would be forced to start over.

Growing up with an alcoholic father is something that never completely leaves you.

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But as with any addict, it wasn’t all bad

In some ways, I loved my step-dad more than I did my own father. I only saw my biological father a handful of times a year in those days.

My step-father could be kind. He did love us. There are happy memories and I wouldn’t be the man I am today without him having been in my life.

No; there are a lot of great memories.

As with most of us, he had the good, the bad and the ugly. In the end, he did put forth a great deal of effort to clean up his life.

My step-father focused on getting sober after Mom moved my brother and me from Philadelphia back to Texas to start divorce proceedings in 1975.

He followed in a couple of years as soon as he could find a job; something my own father never did when we moved away from him.

It was then, just a few years into this, that he, unfortunately, passed away from a heart attack after deciding that quitting drinking & smoking and starting a running regime was the right path to better health and relationships.

I often wish he was still here and could meet his granddaughters.

How are children affected by alcoholic parents?

One side effect of growing up with an alcoholic father is that for most of my adult life I’ve been attracted to those with drug or alcohol issues.

I’m not sure if it’s because the underlying behavior patterns are familiar, but many of my close friends and relationships have been with people damaged in some way by alcohol or drugs.

Out of respect for most of my friends that I’m referencing I’m not going to name any names; after all that is their journey to share, not mine. But many of my best friends throughout my life have all struggled.

After my first serious relationship ended decades ago, she went into an AA program (although the issue was well hidden from me during our relationship).

Some (but not all) of the relationships I’ve entered into after that saw issues with alcohol. To say that growing up with an alcoholic father has permeated most of my relationships would probably be a vast understatement.

I’ve taken friends to rehab facilities and helped others through sobriety.

Thankfully I’ve seen most come out successful on the other side. But other friends have unfortunately succumbed to the effects of drugs or alcohol.

Do children of alcoholics become alcoholics?


I’ve never called myself an alcoholic.

But I did quit drinking for about 3 years starting in 2013.  At the time I told myself I was doing it to support my wife who had quit about 8 months earlier.

My wife was not in a good place when she made the choice to stop.

For her, sometimes (but not always) the alcohol would drive her to a place of anger, breakdown or self-loathing. While her issues with alcohol showed themselves in more obvious and overt ways, the issues were there for both of us.

If I’m really honest with myself, I wasn’t in a good place and wasn’t making good choices either. I wasn’t being the dad or husband I should have been.

But I knew I didn’t want my kids growing up with an alcoholic father.

Thus, going sober was really one of the best choices I’ve ever made.

While my wife and I did eventually decide to start drinking again (much more moderately) we came back with great clarity.

We understood how growing up with an alcoholic father affected both of us. And how substance abuse of all kinds affected her as a young child.

We gained insight into why we had drank; drinking to numb the pain instead of drinking to simply accompany feelings of joy and love.

In my wife’s case, she drank to mask the pain, but in the end, the pain and anger would find its way out in all the wrong ways.

Sobriety showed us that healing and releasing the pain was better than burying it.

The clarity of our sobriety also showed us vividly how we had damaged our family & our marriage. And it showed us that if we didn’t stop we would damage our kids and keep the cycle going.

Just to be clear: I do think some people genuinely should be completely sober

For my wife and I (and perhaps some would cry denial) we no longer find sobriety necessary.

Our mental health is 180 degrees different than it was when we met. And far better than at the height of our struggles with alcohol and our marriage.

But the fact that we did not continue sobriety is in no way meant to undervalue its importance. I also know that if we ever drift back to an ugly place or even to a place where it’s affecting our livelihood, our connections or our kids that we would both stop again in a heartbeat.

In my life, I’ve seen people get sober but never address the underlying issues that drove their substance abuse in the first place.

Often these people remain full of anger and rage; they’ve just learned coping mechanisms other than drugs or alcohol.

In our case, we both wanted to really dig into our childhood and the reasons why we struggled with alcohol.

It meant facing our demons. Acknowledging that as much as we might love our parents they did do damage. But we didn’t have to hold on to resentment. It also meant making a conscious effort to NOT pass this struggle down to our daughters.

For our mental and physical health, we had to let the past go. If you struggle to Let Go of the Past, as we did, one of my more popular posts addresses that very subject.

Breaking the cycle of addiction and the deadly legacy of family tradition


Look at most families with substance abuse issues, and you’ll see a legacy that gets passed down over and over.

Show me someone who is an alcoholic and most likely you’ll see someone numbing the pain of growing up with an alcoholic father or mother.

When my wife was a young child, her parents passed joints from one to another with her as the go-between.  On other occasions, they had no power in the house or food in the fridge.  All the money got spent on drugs and alcohol.

While most of us are adept enough to recognize just how terrible those things are, we aren’t always adept at finding healthy ways to deal with those feelings if they happened to us.

Because we recognize the wrong way to do something doesn’t always mean we know the right way to do it

In my wife’s case, she didn’t realize just how troubling her childhood was until she became a parent.

But even then it’s taken a lot of therapy and a lot of hard work and determination, on top of almost 4 years of sobriety. Thankfully though, all those things gave her the perspective and inner peace she’s craved her whole life.

In my own case, running away from my step-father and sleeping in the woods, getting thrown across a room or watching him hit my Mother were things no child should ever see or experience.

While my childhood has made me hyper-sensitive to physical abuse (a good thing), I’ve also had a hard time in my relationships balancing being a Clingy Guy with being too detached.

It’s taken me a lot of therapy over years along with the clarity of being sober for 3 years to really come to terms with the damage from my childhood and how I’ve carried that deadly legacy forward.

Online therapy is a great alternative to traditional therapy which can be costly or inconvenient. Ready to get started with online therapy? Find the Right Online Therapist today!

Did I cover everything you were hoping for about growing up with an alcoholic father?

In this post, we took an in-depth and personal look into my childhood growing up with an alcoholic father.

But my pain is shared by hundreds of thousands of others and we can all learn from each other.

We reviewed the crucial steps we can take to protect ourselves, set boundaries and make expectations clear. After all, while we can’t control anyone else’s actions other than our own, that doesn’t mean we can’t take steps as adults to break that cycle of addiction.

Our kids are too important for us to not make this a top priority. Thus STOPPING the cycle that has plagued elements of her family and mine was of paramount importance.

Our kids deserve better and so do yours. We deserve better and so do you.

And the only ones who can drive that change are you and I.

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