My parents divorced when I was only nine years old. While I did not completely understand the circumstances as to why this had happened or what role I had played, I had two younger sisters who looked up to me. I had to show them strength and a reason to believe everything would be ok. I was not ready to be a leader nor was I ready to accept the fact that life was not going to get any easier. I had to grow up and embrace my fears to be there for those who needed me. Everyday I would wake up and tell myself that I am no longer living only for myself but for my sisters and my parents. We all had to lead in our own way to show each other that everything would be ok and express that we all still loved each other deeply. A divorce may cause the outer
