Personal Essay
It was May of 2012 and my parents sat me and my two brothers down to explain that they had come to the conclusion that they would be filing for divorce. Finding this out was the most confusing thing that had ever run through my mind. I had so many questions that I did not have answers to. Nearing towards the end of my sixth grade year, about to start my summer and my second year of middle school. I was confused and curious while the last of my normal life days began to count down. This was the life and routine I had been used to for the past twelve years, but twelve years was enough and things were about to change. Why would they do this and what had caused it? At first things were getting a little weird around the house but …show more content…
After coming to the realization that this was actually happening this was one topic that stuck in my mind constantly. Once I started thinking about it I couldn’t stop. I now knew about this huge change that was happening in my life and was now about to begin to discover how it would affect me and my life from now on. Two houses and two everything made things more difficult and I was prepared to get used to this new way of life. The hardest thing in this situation of my parent’s getting a divorce was me realizing the fact that my family and my parents, the two most important people in my life, were splitting up. The two people that had been together for my whole life, that I looked up to as a couple, and that I knew would always be there for me together, were now separating. Like any other normal child hearing the news your parents are getting divorced is not something you would like to hear. At first I thought my parents were the villains and were doing this to split our family up. I was confused of why they just couldn’t work things out but I slowly started to realize it was all for the better. Noticing less arguments and happier individuals opened my eyes to realizing they were the heroes and in reality …show more content…
Even though there were small problems like who would live with who on what days of the week and so on… There was a big problem that was affecting everyone on the inside. I was thinking of all the times we had together in the past as a family but not about how this would affect my future. All the changes that were happening in my life changed me as a person but I was only thinking about how this was affecting me in present time. I could have a completely new family and love it; or it could be a horrible experience and want my old life back. Although it has only been a little over two years since this happened the changes are obvious to me. Not only was my big question, “how will these changes affect my future for the rest of my life?”, it was “how would my life be today if this major adjustment hadn’t happened?” Looking back at myself three years ago, I realize that this horrible thing was actually for the better in many ways. If was to go back in time and tell my 6th grade self how I felt three years later, there would be no way I would believe it. I felt like this was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. I questioned why it was happening to me. I questioned why my parents were doing this to our family and why they couldn’t just solve their problems and let our
It was May of 2012 and my parents sat me and my two brothers down to explain that they had come to the conclusion that they would be filing for divorce. Finding this out was the most confusing thing that had ever run through my mind. I had so many questions that I did not have answers to. Nearing towards the end of my sixth grade year, about to start my summer and my second year of middle school. I was confused and curious while the last of my normal life days began to count down. This was the life and routine I had been used to for the past twelve years, but twelve years was enough and things were about to change. Why would they do this and what had caused it? At first things were getting a little weird around the house but …show more content…
After coming to the realization that this was actually happening this was one topic that stuck in my mind constantly. Once I started thinking about it I couldn’t stop. I now knew about this huge change that was happening in my life and was now about to begin to discover how it would affect me and my life from now on. Two houses and two everything made things more difficult and I was prepared to get used to this new way of life. The hardest thing in this situation of my parent’s getting a divorce was me realizing the fact that my family and my parents, the two most important people in my life, were splitting up. The two people that had been together for my whole life, that I looked up to as a couple, and that I knew would always be there for me together, were now separating. Like any other normal child hearing the news your parents are getting divorced is not something you would like to hear. At first I thought my parents were the villains and were doing this to split our family up. I was confused of why they just couldn’t work things out but I slowly started to realize it was all for the better. Noticing less arguments and happier individuals opened my eyes to realizing they were the heroes and in reality …show more content…
Even though there were small problems like who would live with who on what days of the week and so on… There was a big problem that was affecting everyone on the inside. I was thinking of all the times we had together in the past as a family but not about how this would affect my future. All the changes that were happening in my life changed me as a person but I was only thinking about how this was affecting me in present time. I could have a completely new family and love it; or it could be a horrible experience and want my old life back. Although it has only been a little over two years since this happened the changes are obvious to me. Not only was my big question, “how will these changes affect my future for the rest of my life?”, it was “how would my life be today if this major adjustment hadn’t happened?” Looking back at myself three years ago, I realize that this horrible thing was actually for the better in many ways. If was to go back in time and tell my 6th grade self how I felt three years later, there would be no way I would believe it. I felt like this was the worst thing that could ever happen to me. I questioned why it was happening to me. I questioned why my parents were doing this to our family and why they couldn’t just solve their problems and let our