I'm a believer in the parent first, friend second philosophy, and trying to find that balance.
I believe in discipline, so I'm not the right person to cry about weakness and things like this, but maybe I'm not human.
Alcoholism is a genetically predisposed disease and it does run in my family. I also think I felt like a misfit. I was in the South, everybody was blonde. I just didn't feel like I fitted in. It was sort of my way of fitting.

