The Damage of Divorce
It was the beginning of 7th grade and everything was going well, I had my life made. It was great. The whole time I just knew nothing could break my family apart; we were so close and did everything together. When I woke up one morning my whole life had suddenly became my worst nightmare, a train wreck, something no one would ever hope for.
Breaking the news to my brother and me was terrible. I cried for weeks and still think about it all the time. My mom was torn and my brother was in denial. Everything around me seemed to stop and I felt like everything was wrong. Saying to myself, ”This can’t happen to me.”
When school was coming to an end we made schedules and organized times where we could be with our parents equally. It was our choice but we both wanted to stay with them as much as we stayed with the other parent. Things went well for a long time. Still with the tears in my eyes and the emptiness inside of myself, I had to be strong. I felt like I needed to be there for my parents and brother even though that isn’t my responsibility. In a way, things could be worse most people don’t even speak after a divorce, though my parents keep in contact and still come to all of my games and events. They are supportive and I could not ask for more.
My mom and dad are always there for comforting, and even though they might have made the biggest mistake, and the most life changing damage for the past years of my brother and my live’s. They mean the world to me and without them I don’t think I could make it everyday. I would never want anyone else to be my parents.
The best thing that has happened to me since the divorce was my grandparents being there whenever I need them, I feel like they understand and they really no what it feels like. My grandmother was an adopted child and my grandfather was very put down as a kid. My mom’s dad lives at an assisted living and is basically my hero. He makes me laugh, and just like my other grandparents, he’s always there for comfort.
This I believe, that no matter what happens along the road, you are always going to have someone to boost you up and help you through the rough times. My brother and I have gotten so much closer and can talk about anything. I’m so lucky to have the family I do and the care they give me.