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My parents are divorced.
To anyone on my flist whose parents are still together, I really hope that you thank whatever you believe in for that every day. Because you can't understand what it's like, and it's something I wouldn't wish on anyone.
My parents got divorced legally when I was fifteen, although they've been broken up since I was 5 or 6. They shielded me from it, I thought it was normal for your mom to live with another man in another house from your dad. It wasn't until I was put in a program at school for kids of divorce when I was 9 that I realized anything was wrong with it. However, I got to carry the divorce papers between them when it came time for that. Which was nice, because we'd taken a divorce class that specifically said not to do anything like that. Thanks, mom, wow, you're right, you don't need sensitivity training at all.
I started talking about it with my dad last time I visited him. I started crying and he said "I'm sorry, honey, I thought you had dealt with all this." I'm never gonna "deal with this," Daddy. It will always be the absolute shittiest thing that has ever happened in my life. Mom and Daddy getting divorced tops that list. It outranks an alcoholic parent, sexual assault, and being gay combined, by more than a whole bunch. And if you've never experienced it there is no way to communicate to you what it's like.
I'm terrified that one day I'll get divorced and put my kids through this. I don't think I'd ever forgive myself if I did that. It is the scariest fucking prospect in the world.
To anyone on my flist whose parents are still together, I really hope that you thank whatever you believe in for that every day. Because you can't understand what it's like, and it's something I wouldn't wish on anyone.
My parents got divorced legally when I was fifteen, although they've been broken up since I was 5 or 6. They shielded me from it, I thought it was normal for your mom to live with another man in another house from your dad. It wasn't until I was put in a program at school for kids of divorce when I was 9 that I realized anything was wrong with it. However, I got to carry the divorce papers between them when it came time for that. Which was nice, because we'd taken a divorce class that specifically said not to do anything like that. Thanks, mom, wow, you're right, you don't need sensitivity training at all.
I started talking about it with my dad last time I visited him. I started crying and he said "I'm sorry, honey, I thought you had dealt with all this." I'm never gonna "deal with this," Daddy. It will always be the absolute shittiest thing that has ever happened in my life. Mom and Daddy getting divorced tops that list. It outranks an alcoholic parent, sexual assault, and being gay combined, by more than a whole bunch. And if you've never experienced it there is no way to communicate to you what it's like.
I'm terrified that one day I'll get divorced and put my kids through this. I don't think I'd ever forgive myself if I did that. It is the scariest fucking prospect in the world.