My parents are divorced.
There, I said it. It's not that I'm struggling with the divorce or anything, it's just not something you bring up in polite conversation.
Hey! How the heck are ya'?
I'm so glad you are doing great. What a lovely dress you are wearing!
Oh, this ol' thing? I've been wearing this for years. It's amazing it still fits! But since I guess it's a circus tent, it'll fit no matter what size I am.
Soo.. my parents are divorced.
See what I mean? You just can't pop it out into the conversation. It's awkward.
My parents have been divorced for almost seven months now. Divorce is rough. Even going through it as an adult, it's tough. No one ever wants their family to break up. I know that in some cases divorce is necessary. When there is abuse or extreme infidelity sometimes it's better to just cut ties and move on. I believe it's unhealthy to stay in a relationship where those types of things exist. There was no abuse in my family growing up. Emotional maybe, and there was certainly neglect but nothing that we couldn't overcome. My parents needed to get divorced. They were married for 24 years and it was time. They were both miserable, unhappy and mean. They just couldn't be the best versions of themselves when they were with eachother. So as hard as it is to have my family break apart and go through emotional turmoil, I honestly believe my family is better off this way. Truly.
This past weekend, I not only found out my dad has been dating someone seriously, he is now getting remarried. I wigged. Seriously. I found out at work and sat in front of my computer all day repating "Oh...my...gosh" over and over. Sometimes in my head, and sometimes out loud. I spent the day going through the range of emotions: shock, disgust, anger, sadness.. Then I read a funny post by PW and like that *snaps her fingers*, I was over it. So what he's getting remarried? It was bound to happen someday. On October 24 I'm going to have a step-mother and three younger step-brothers. Not only am I accepting of the marriage, I'm actually going to the wedding. Talk about progress! I haven't talked to my dad in roughly a year. Not a peep. It's going to be weird to see him. My lil' brother Ethan and I are just going down for the day, cause I think that's all I can handle. We don't want too much progress here people.
Good thing I've jumped onto the weight loss band wagon. You know I can't go down to San Diego to a wedding on the beach lookin' like a blimp. It's just the way life is.