Starting from a young age, the fear of drug and alcohol addiction was instilled in my brain as I watched my father struggle. Throughout my childhood, I witnessed my father fall into addiction over and over again. It was like the more he tried to quit, the harder it became to do so. After years of refusing help or support, a near-tragic drunk driving incident with my sister and I in the car was the last straw. It was that incident and my mom threatening to move out that finally pushed my father to seek real help. There were years of relapses and failed attempts, but now I can proudly say that my father is 2 years sober, and does not plan on drinking ever again. I can also say that he has become one of the best men I know and the father that I always dreamed to have as a child.
After seeing my father struggle with addiction the way he did for so many years, I pledged years ago to never take a sip of alcohol. Unfortunately, my little sister did not have the same commitments when she entered high school. Peer pressure and temptation got the best of her, and I slowly watched her slip down the same hill that my father tried so desperately to climb for many years of his life. At first, I denied that it was real. I told myself she was just experimenting like every other high school student does, and would soon realize she did not like it. But the problem was, she did like it. Soon, it started influencing her grades, breaking friendships, and ruining my family's trust. The problems worsened as the more depressed she became, the more she depended on alcohol and drugs to help. It became a vicious cycle.
My sister and I had never had the best relationship, but after seeing what alcohol did to my father, I knew I had to intervene. When she started hurting herself, that was the last straw for me. I started by initiating deep conversations with her so we could get all the feelings out in the open. Many tears were shed and forgiveness imparted as she slowly started to open up to me. I was finally able to spend time with the person behind the wall, and I realized her immense potential for goodness. Most importantly, I found out that she wanted to escape her spiral more than anything, but she did not know how. As we became closer, I taught her how to resist the temptations, and showed her that happiness and be achieved without the help from drugs or alcohol. Right now, she is on her path to recovery. It will ultimately depend on her active decision to make a change, but seeing how far she has come already, I know she will choose the right path.
I am so thankful for what this experience has taught me because I have learned how to be a support system for my sister and became a better person in the process. I now have a close and deeply-rooted relationship with my sister and learned how to have compassion for those around me who may be struggling. Most importantly, I learned that what a person portrays on the outside is not a direct reflection of what they are feeling on the inside. There is always a reason or an explanation for the way a person acts. And if you can knock down that wall that they built, you can uncover their their inner goodness.