Step DB has just been discharged from hospital due to acute pancreatitis. We don’t really speak but my mum is loving the drama (never happier than when someone is in misery and she can take control). She just said on the phone to me ‘he’s really ill you know, he can never drink alcohol again’. She is over dramatic- he was only in 2 nights but I’m finding it hard to care.
My whole family are drinkers. It casts a very dark shadow over my childhood. DF has multiple health issues due to it, DM gets stupid on it and used to run away from home leaving me to go looking for her or she would call me and shout at me for no reason. DB, DM and DF have all been holidaying together often over lockdown. They don’t really like each other but they can all drink together. I am the boring, uptight one who doesn’t get invited to things because I don’t drink (well, I do drink but just on the odd night out like normal people, not every night to get paralytic).
AIBU to not care as much as my mum obviously wants me to? I’m sick of drink and what it causes. I have run out of sympathy.