When I was younger I would always watch television shows and movies that portrayed the perfect, nuclear family, and I always pictured my family to possess the same traits. However, that dream that I had was destroyed when my parents broke out the bad news. With that being said, they sat my sister and I down and told us that they were getting a divorce due to the fact that they just were not happy together anymore.
That initial conversation with my parents in my living room destroyed me mentally at first. Memories from the past were presenting as flashbacks through my mind as I was trying to figure out how it all went wrong. All I could recall were the happy moments my family and I shared together like at the beach where we spent most of our memories. Everyone seemed happy at that given moment and I never second guessed otherwise. However, after reflecting on other situations in my past, I began to understand why my parents wanted a divorce.
It all started when I was in fourth grade. While my family participated in many activities together and shared many enjoyable moments, there were also negative times as well. I specifically remember the nights that I would wake up to them screaming at eachother. Some of those nights caused me to lose sleep and affected the way I felt because the last thing a child wants to hear is their parents arguing. Living in my house became such a hostile environment that was not ideal to raise children in. Some days I would actually look forward to going to school, sport practices, and activities just to escape from the environment.
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My mom would start going out with her friends a lot leaving my Dad at home. My dad would always get triggered at that because he would think she’s going out to meet someone else, like her ex finance. My Dad found a card in my Moms nightstand from her ex years ago, however, the card was not from years ago. This only caused more fights between them even though my Mom made it clear that she was not seeing her ex. However it came down in 2012. My parents told me that they aren’t going to be together anymore.
I remember it was after another huge argument they had. My dad was standing next to the t.v in my living room with my mom right beside him. There was a white statue that sat on top of the t.v that I always hated for some odd reason. My parents were going at it once again, and my Dad hit the statue with his arm by accident and it hit the t.v stand causing glass to shatter everywhere. A piece of glass hit my Mom right on the nose and left a deep bloody cut. After this incident, My mom filed the divorce immediately and I knew my family wouldn’t ever be the same.
As a young child, my natural instinct was to blame myself for it. Tension between my parents grew even more. It didn’t completely hit me until months later a “Century 21” sign was on my front lawn. At that point, I didn’t know who I was going to live with until I found out my parents were going to have shared custody of my sister and I. My sister and I begged my Dad to keep our home that we grew up in, so he kept it. My mom bought an apartment for a few years and eventually moved into a house.
From them being divorced, I was broken but I know now my parents are happy and are doing better. My Mom got remarried a couple years ago to her ex finance from when she was twenty-five years old and my Dad still remains single. After many years, my parents still have shared custody. Every Sunday I switch houses and stay for a full week which is tiring but works out. I would’ve liked if my parents were still together, but I came to realization a few years later that it is what is best for my family and I. My parents were together for fifteen years which made me realize it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been together, what matters is if you still make eachother happy and get along.
