Cocktail Hour
© 2013 by Lise Winne
© 2013 by Lise Winne
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Don't you just have a terrible sense of dread when you hear the ice cubes hitting the edge of the cocktail glass for the beginning of cocktail hour? Bombs away!
I have heard so many stories (and have experienced it myself) of wanting to get away, hide, lock a door when cocktail hour begins. Ice cubes don't seem particularly scary unless an alcoholic with rage issues is handling them. Kids I have talked to seem particularly traumatized by that sound. If you are vulnerable, it becomes the time to not say a word lest the ambush and punishment unleash.
This is my latest drawing (finished in July of 2013). I draw to speak out. Silence is never golden when it comes to being the victim or recipient of abuse or the unprovoked rage of an alcoholic.
I made a connection to my past and sound. My father could be unpredictable, not physical but certainly verbally abusive when drinking. Any time I hear a drunk male voice even now at nearly 60 my stomach still gets tied up in knots.
ReplyDeleteThe biggest thing I ever learned is that you are not alone. This blog and those you link to prove that.
Thank you Cozy, for your very personal story and comment.
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