Dealing with a parent who is an alchoholic is very difficult for a kid. Usually, you end up growing up being neglected. Between my dad's drinking and my mom's codependency, I sure was. Having clean clothes or food was a luxury at times - I often went through the school year with just two outfits to wear. I always felt beer was more important to my dad than I was, and that my dad was more important to my mom than I was too. There were many times my life was put at risk by my dad driving drunk or doing something stupid because he wasn't sober. Today, I still deal with the fallout of all those incident in therapy and have PTSD due to it. If you grew up in an alchoholic household, do you still carry scars from it?