When we are kids, the most important people to us are our parents. Why, then, do people assume we do not need them when we get older. Mothers and Fathers are always important whether you are three or thirty. Some kids grow apart from there parents as teenager, some grow closer. Relationships change, not only between parents and child, but between the parents as well. How would you feel if, just before going into the world on your own, starting to spread your wings, you find out that your parents have hated each other for years. That the happy façade that was their relationship had finally crumpled. When parents decide to divorce, statistically the children feel guilty. Parents pressure people for so many years. In an effort to please them they stretched their nerves into oblivion, getting the best grades, doing well in anything they do. Because they do not want to disappoint them. What happens when the parents disappoint the child? Nothing. Their world just falls apart and they are left alone to cry alone in the cold. How would you feel if your father told you that he was going to sue your mother for custody for your younger brother or sister? Or even your older siblings, or yourself? In today’s world, divorce is common. But no one ever said it was not painful. Everyone always concentrates on the couple, but what about the one left in confusion? The kids feel like they has to decide between their parents. Should they stay with her mother, who is falling to pieces in grief or their father, who is suing the mother? Who will they have to take care of until the mother comes out of shock? Parents do not seem to think about the psychological damage they can do with one little phrase, no mater who it is addressed to. “I’m leaving.” We need both of our parents. Who are they to decide which one we can have? How are we supposed to choose? This kids become devastated, and no one seems to care. The only one they can turn to is me and what can I do? How can I fill this gaping wound they left on his/her heart? All I have is my words, and they don’t seem to be enough. Powerless to help her, I can only hug her as I cry with her.
- Britany (Queen of Dorks)
February 9, 2009
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