LJ Idol: The blue hour.

[sinnamongirl]

My father is an alcoholic and a drug addict. It wasn't the worst in my childhood; he'd gotten clean and sober and replaced drugs with religion. That's another story entirely, the religion. One feature of my life, starting when I was maybe 10, maybe 12 or 13, was the knowledge that we didn't talk about what went on at home. Dad didn't start drinking

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[mac_arthur_park]

Beautiful and painful. So much of this resonated with me.

[sinnamongirl]

*hugs*

[bleodswean]

*hugs* Such a powerful metaphor for those years, your mindset, your heart.

[sinnamongirl]

Thank you <3

[halfshellvenus]

not part of the pack but determined not to be left behind.
This is a great metaphor, especially for growing up with an addicted parent and always feeling the recurring loss of control and the lack of deep connection. You're tied to that family, but you're like a satellite pulled into orbit until you're old enough to find your own path.

It's a work in progress.

[sinnamongirl]

Yes, work in progress :) I like that.

[rayaso]

You had a home life which must have been so difficult. I can see why you identified with the coyote. The silence about your father must have been hard to keep. Thanks for sharing this.

[sinnamongirl]

Thank you for reading it <3

[penpusher]

A very candid examination of families, yours and your coyote's... and those parallels are probably pretty accurate.

I also liked the "silence" parallel, the silence of your family for not discussing the only thing they needed to talk about and the silence of the time when you saw the wild creatures roaming the area.

Really well done.

[sinnamongirl]

Thank you! I wasn't sure I handled the 'silence' thing too well, there's so many levels of it, so if I got even partway to the different types of silence, then I'm glad :)