Growing up in a small town in Texas, I never thought my biggest worry would be my own mom. Some days, she’d disappear for hours, only to come home acting like a stranger. I learned to hide my feelings, to dodge her anger, and to make sure my little brother had dinner—because she often forgot. I used to blame myself, thinking maybe if I was better, she’d change. But the truth is, her addiction isn’t my fault. I’ve tried talking to her, but she either denies there’s a problem or gets defensive. It’s exhausting, and sometimes I just want to run away from it all. If you’ve ever felt trapped by a parent’s addiction, you’re not alone. How do you cope when you feel more like the adult than the child? I’d love to hear your stories—maybe we can help each other feel a little less alone. 💬 #FamilyStruggles #AddictionAwareness #ParentChildRoles #MentalHealth #ShareYourStory #FamilyRelationships