Personal Narrative: Divorce

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Divorce is a legal action between married people, they terminate their marriage relationship, it is also called a dissolution of a marriage. I had a very close and important person in my life go through divorce. It is something that is horrifying to see someone go through special when that person is a family member, like my sister. For this assignment, I sat down with her and interviewed her. It was painful and there were definably tears. I had never sat down with her and discussed everything. When she went through this we all just tried to get passed it as fast as we could, including herself. I personally never asked because I didn’t want to bring back all those painful moments or make her feel uncomfortable about that situation. I asked …show more content…
She was 2 months pregnant when they got married, and just at the end of the 9th month of pregnancy they split up. I had so many questions for my sister, questions that I had never asked her. For example, why? Why did you stay with him, even when he was just an asshole to you? And all he did was blame you for being pregnant? With tears in her eye she told me “I just thought it might have worked if we lived together, I also didn’t want to disappoint mom and dad more than what I had already. But I’m so stupid you know, mom and dad are great people, if I had just told them the truth, about what my relationship they would’ve understood.” I agreed as she was telling me what it was like when she lived with him. I remember the day she went to my parents’ house to tell them that she was getting a divorce. I saw how my parents sat there and cried with her. My mother apologized to her for making it seem like marrying him was the only way to do things. My father was upset, he made it clear to my sister that he was going to help her and was letting her go back home, but he did not want that guy near her or the baby. He was going to care for them and help her financially until she found a job. My sister told them that the baby’s daddy did not want to be responsible for the baby or her, and he did not want anything to do with …show more content…
My mother and I got to experience the birth of the baby. I remember that day, my sister called her ex-husband and told him that the baby had been born. That he needed to go to the hospital if he wanted her to take his last name, he did not show up. My sisters baby girl does not have her dads last name she has ours. After that my sister did not hear from him nor she wanted to. she had great support from my parents and she had her baby girl that kept her going. She explained to me how hard everything was. She said that so many things had to happened before she realized that their marriage was full of crap and that no matter how hard she tried, it was never going to get better. She said that the reason why it ended was because he was always listening to his mother, she did not want to let him go. She did not want my sister to take him from her, that’s how she described it to me. She said that his mother was always in between and the worse part was that she would manipulate him. She also told me that they were just too young for everything, having a baby, then getting married, and moving away from home, it was more than what they could have

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