your 7 year old daughter asked me why you didn't just stop drinking if it made you so sick and it killed me to tell her that you couldn't no matter how hard you tried this was true
The tears I cried were not for you they were for them, your beautiful daughters you left behind because you loved the bottle so **** much
God I wish you could see what you did and feel terrible about yourself i wish I felt more sympathy for you
Last Christmas my aunt cried to me about you because she wanted to take the girls over to your apartment so you could spent time with them and when she called you were already drunk with no presents so she lied and told them you were out of town.