"We found out soon enough that whatever we were drinking, snorting, smoking, buying, debting, eating, loving or having sex with was our medication to hide pain." (Wholey).
When I ponder the impact of war on my parents, I have come to believe that for most of their lives, they suffered post-traumatic stress. Their feelings of alienation from the British society my Dad had helped to protect engendered deep emotional pain. For most of their lives, smoking and drinking provided a modicum of relief. Although I was an adult child of functioning alcoholic parents, their drinking never resulted in physical abuse or lack of financial provision within their sometimes limited means.
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