How has having an alcoholic parent effected your personality?

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Wondering what other people's experiences are. DH has a long line on alcoholics behind him, and while I've never seen him exhibit any addictive behaviour (10+years), he's picked up some traits which I really struggle with. The biggie is lying/misinformation/concealment-e.g. if he broke something, he'd hide it and just not mention it-I have a long list of anecdotes of varying seriousness along those lines. To me it's so clearly mimicking the behaviour of an addict. Does anyone else have experience of this or other related stuff?

Also food issues - both my sister and I have always looked slim to regular weight but have had EDs. I always wondered if it was an echo of our family, or just a 'safe' way to indulge our addictive genes. None of us drink much at all.

Very uneasy around drunk people in general. I do drink sometimes but avoid doing so when around my children and I could not have coped with being in a relationship with a heavy drinker.
I'm not sure how many of my negative traits I can really blame on my alcoholic mother (who stopped drinking a long time ago). I never wanted to have friends round to our house for obvious reasons, but I would probably have been an antisocial bugger anyway. I am also very anxious, but, again, don't know if that's the root cause.
A sort of nice side effect is that it honestly doesn't take a lot to make me happy. I was just so flipping grateful when she stopped drinking!

The lying and covering up and twisting and manipulation of truth. I suffered the hatred of family and his friends who believed my dad's lies. It has had a long term effect on my MH.

It's hard to separate what has to do with my mother's alcoholism versus everything else that went on in my childhood; of which that was probably one of the smaller things.

I know I don't find any of those "hey, look at the stupid thing a drunk person did" stuff funny at all. I get very sad when drinking to excess is portrayed in movies and TV, often accompanied by fear for the person, that something bad will happen to them. I think that might be because my father excessively controlled my mother and when she was drunk she was even less able to stand up for herself and it made me scared for her.

I also get distressed when my DD (currently 6yo) acts 'caring'/'parenty' towards me. I know she's doing it in fun, but it makes me remember times when I had to take care of a drunk parent and the fear that the adult wasn't being an adult and I wasn't up to it. This one really bugs me - it's hard to find the balance between being grateful and appreciating her, and also letting her know that even though I appreciate things (e.g., something like she'll bring me a glass of water if I said I was tired and sat down, or cover me up with a blanket!) that she does not have to do that and I'm capable of caring for myself.