“My parents separated my last year of school and I was angry at my dad. I’m sure I’ll get over it one day, but only I’ll know when that is.”
I guess the old classic, my parents separated, was a change. It was weird because ever since I was a kid I knew it was going to happen – which sounds really bad. Growing up I had this thought that if they separated, my younger brother would go with my mum. I love my mum dearly, but my brother, and my mum are quite close. I would go with Dad, because I knew that if I went with Dad I could do whatever I wanted. They separated and it was on quite bad terms on my dad’s behalf. I was really angry at him, and I’m just quite disappointed still. It made me quite independent because I didn’t want to be angry at him. There’s lots of pressure from my family to forgive and move on, and I didn’t want to do that.
I’m still quite disappointed in Dad. I know I have outside influences trying to tell me to get over it and forgive, and that everyone makes mistakes. But, I can’t do that just yet. The past few years I started to listen. I’m sure I’ll get over it one day, but I feel like I’ll know when that is.