It was a brisk, perfect fall day. I was sitting in my cozy, pink bedroom full of hello kitties. Every nine year old girl’s dream. I thought I was living the perfect, fairytale childhood until I heard some yelling coming from the other room. “You never want to help around the house”, “ All you do is sit your lazy behind on the couch all day.” is all I kept hearing. I didn’t think much of it at first, I just kept saying to myself that they’ll get through it, they love each other. The yelling kept getting louder and louder, so I pushed one ear against the pillow and put my hand over the other. I thought that if I just covered my ears, it’ll all be gone and everything will be fine the next day. I rolled out of bed the next day, roughly at around
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Every night hid under the covers and cried myself to sleep, hoping things would go back to the way they use to be. I kept thinking about my little sister and how she and I would grow up without a father. I wasn 't sure how we would spend time with both our parents and who would we spend the holidays with. I wasn 't myself for a while, sometimes my mother would take me out to help me forget, at least for a little, however once we got to the place she would take me, usually the park, I would bust out in tears. I would ask her “Why? Why must you guys leave each other?” She would tell me in her sweet, mellow voice that everything will be ok and that this divorce is for the best. Quietly, I said to myself “How could this possibly be for the best?”. I didn’t see my father as much as I used to, I wasn 't doing my best in school, and I would spend most my time in my room. I came to realization and knew things will never be the way they use to be again. I felt like an outcast, every kid in school had happily married parents and I was the only weirdo who didn’t. I felt envy towards them. I took this separation very hard, but eventually my parent’s divorce turned out to be the best and worst thing to ever happen to …show more content…
But if it wasn 't for this frightening word I wouldn 't be the strong person I am today. I became more self-sufficient and viewed this as a positive thing in my life. I learned that failed relationships don 't make you a failure. I still think divorce is one of the hardest things for a child to witness, but once I accepted the situation, I figured out that a major upside to my parent’s divorce was learning hard truths and that things don 't always work out. Therefore, since things don 't always work out, it does not mean a person has to beat his/herself up because of it. People have to learn to accept the changes that life throws at them, just like I did. Yes, my family holidays and dinners will never be the same, but instead of one family, I have two. I 'm a daughter in both families, but also an 18 year old who has gotten past the pain and is ready to overcome whatever life throws at
Every night hid under the covers and cried myself to sleep, hoping things would go back to the way they use to be. I kept thinking about my little sister and how she and I would grow up without a father. I wasn 't sure how we would spend time with both our parents and who would we spend the holidays with. I wasn 't myself for a while, sometimes my mother would take me out to help me forget, at least for a little, however once we got to the place she would take me, usually the park, I would bust out in tears. I would ask her “Why? Why must you guys leave each other?” She would tell me in her sweet, mellow voice that everything will be ok and that this divorce is for the best. Quietly, I said to myself “How could this possibly be for the best?”. I didn’t see my father as much as I used to, I wasn 't doing my best in school, and I would spend most my time in my room. I came to realization and knew things will never be the way they use to be again. I felt like an outcast, every kid in school had happily married parents and I was the only weirdo who didn’t. I felt envy towards them. I took this separation very hard, but eventually my parent’s divorce turned out to be the best and worst thing to ever happen to …show more content…
But if it wasn 't for this frightening word I wouldn 't be the strong person I am today. I became more self-sufficient and viewed this as a positive thing in my life. I learned that failed relationships don 't make you a failure. I still think divorce is one of the hardest things for a child to witness, but once I accepted the situation, I figured out that a major upside to my parent’s divorce was learning hard truths and that things don 't always work out. Therefore, since things don 't always work out, it does not mean a person has to beat his/herself up because of it. People have to learn to accept the changes that life throws at them, just like I did. Yes, my family holidays and dinners will never be the same, but instead of one family, I have two. I 'm a daughter in both families, but also an 18 year old who has gotten past the pain and is ready to overcome whatever life throws at