Suddenly everything has changed...

Sep 22, 2006 12:15

To begin I'd like to say thanks to anyone who ever helped me in any way (and hopefully will continue to do so) even though I'm on an entirely other level than you currently...

After a pretty downtrodden day (sort of every day...if you know me) I come home to a wallop so huge it's left me shaken.  The minute I get in the door (I come home without my brother today)  I see my mother sitting there with a sort of sad look on her face.  Initially I thought nothing of it...
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I should pretty much tell all of you that my parents are going through a bitter divorce.  My mom announced it to my dad around a month and a half ago.  They've never, as far as I remember, been truly happy together.  Me and my brother (and my sister but she's on her own now) were the glue holding all of it together essentially.  I guess my mom has had it with being with my dad so she wants out.  That's the problem...
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I say hey to my mom and she stands up, puts her coat on, and says that she's heading out.  I asked where and she simply said "So you're going to live with dad."  I said "Who told you?" ...Really I have no idea how she got this...I'm assuming she put all the broken pieces together. She repeated the same statement with tears forming in her eyes.  I repeated also with the addition of "I'm still undecided" even though I'm not.

I, most likely, will be living with dad for reasons I'm just not going to divulge to you all.  It's the usual stuff.  Anyways, she walked past me and  opened the door while she started crying.  She then said, while crying, "I don't want to hear it...I don't care anymore." and left.  She got in her car and drove off.  Odds are she met with a friend to talk but this is still huge.  The family has been really dying since she put her foot down but now the coffin is in the ground.  I will never be able to talk to my mother (and vice versa) the same way again.

I must add that The Flaming Lips provide true solace in times like this...
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