How Did Gilgamesh Change My Life

I fell down several times throughout my childhood, but I learned to rise, and be better than I was before, all thanks to one person. I wouldn’t be the person I am today and see a different outlook on life if it wasn’t for the life I had, much like Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh fought monsters and gods, but so did I, maybe not literal ones but figurative ones. These battles I had were with the people I was surrounded with but I also fought them internally. The alcoholic who I call my Dad, forced me to teach myself the morals of life and learn to fight battles that can’t be won. By the age of eight or nine, I had learned my father would drink heavily with alcohol. I had learned that my father had two types of personalities due to sobriety and being
In 5th grade, I had just started in my new school, around the same time my mother moved out. When she moved out, the divorce included joint custody, and in order for me to sleep over at my father’s house, it meant he was not to have consumed any alcohol. I specifically remember one night… the stench of the alcohol radiating off his body. We were getting ready for bed and he was acting extremely off, more than normal. I couldn’t stand it and I knew he wasn’t supposed to be drunk when I was with him. I decided I wasn’t going to accept this, so I called my mom to pick me up, luckily, she was able to get me in a matter of twenty minutes. When she arrived, I ran to the car and got into it quickly. She didn’t give time for my dad to fight it and drove down to the end of the street to turn around at the roundabout. When we started to pass my dad’s house, he was trying to stop us, to reason with us, but we didn’t allow it. He stood in the middle of the street once we passed and just watched us, just like you would see in a movie of the girl running from the guy. That night would be one of my first traumatic experiences with my