“My parents have since divorced (believe me parents divorcing when you are an adult is no easier than having them divorce when you are a child … especially when there is ‘another woman’ involved. Because you are an adult you are not shielded form any of the sordid little secrets as you would have been if you were a child; you are not protected from the screaming matches or the crying or the utter despair, the hurt and the depression. You are put in the middle of it all and made to take sides. My little brother was 6 years younger than me. He was protected. It sent me into a deep depression. I just wish my Dad would have had the guts to end it all sooner […]”
It is both heartbreaking and heartwarming to know that most of us, in any corner of the world, go through the same exact thing.