Divorce Personal Narrative

In the Spring of 2011, my parents got a divorce. I was thirteen years old and it was one of the most difficult things I have ever had to experience. I can remember like it was yesterday when my mother sat me down and confessed the tragic news. Going through something that horrific, I would never wish divorce on anyone. Being a child of divorce, I went though the divorce differently than my mother and father did. With both parents being separated in different homes, I had to choose who I wanted to stay with on the nightly. It was a bad situation because both parents were going through such a destructive time, yet both desired always to be with my sister and I. That was the most painful and challenging decision I would have to daily make. I never

"Dad wants me to stay here and live with him. Is that okay?" my son asked. "He's promised me all kinds of "neat stuff" and I can get to know my step family better.

It was the summer of sixth grade year and I was living in Calumet City, IL. Me, my mom, and my sister were on our way to Burger King, but before we got there my mom had to stop at the bank and get some money. When she turned to the bank’s parking lot, some papers fell and so I picked them up. Since I’m nosey I checked out what the papers were for and once I read the title “Divorce Documents”, I was completely shocked but didn’t show any emotion. Once my mom came back out I didn’t say anything. I thought to myself, “She’ll tell me when she thinks is the right time.” but little did I know that on that day my mom was already planning to tell us about it.

Personal Narrative: Divorce Mum had briefly informed me that we were going to a place that would

I would have never thought I would have to deal with it until it happened to me. After all the dust settled, everyone moved away and grew apart. My father and I, on the other hand, grew ten times closer. Even though divorce is a mean thing, it has made me who I am. It made me grow up and realize that no everything is cupcakes and rainbows. The whole experience has also changed my whole perspective on marriage. Since the divorce has happened I have realized that, I can not marry any guy, I must find the right one who is in it for the long run. I do not want to put my future kids through a divorce so I plan on only marrying once and, the divorce has helped see this. My family is not big but it is the best family I could ask

At initial, I did not comprehend the meaning of a divorce. For me a divorce meant that my dad was going to take vacations, however, come back to the house once he finished his vacations; little did I know that it was not like that. It meant that he would no longer live with us. At first, it was hard to get used to living in two different homes

Statistics show that around 50% of married couples get divorced in the United States, which would make my family and I just another statistic. 8 years ago, I was only 10, my brother was barely 7, my mom decided to leave my dad. I clearly remember sitting in the car with my nana, I was a smart kid, and asking her what was going to happen with my mom and dad. She didn’t beat around the bush or talk down to me as a child, she said “I think they’ll end up divorcing.” And to many people’s surprise, I felt excited at that idea. It wasn’t that my parents constantly fought or were abusive, but somehow I knew at 10 years old that the best thing for all of us was this separation.

When I made the decision to divorce my husband 10 years ago, I thought I had pretty much figured out what my life would be like. Single parent with a great support system. Working full-time as a software sales professional, and faith that moved mountains. I GOT THIS!

Divorce, for a child especially, can be a difficult thing to work through. The process of experiencing divorce through the perspective of a child is full of twists and turns and up and downs (mostly downs) and can feel a lot like losing a family member for an unknown reason. You don’t know what happened or how it happened, but you know somehow it did and that is all that matters to you. For the last 5 months, my parents have started the process of going through divorce. For myself, this process so far has been full of anxiety and worry and not knowing what the future entails. All I can say right now is that this event in my life will shape who I am for the rest of my life.

I had to deal with the drama and pain that comes with a divorce. As an eleven-year-old girl that was just starting to find her way in life, it may have even been a bit harder to deal with than usual. I hated life for a while, as my parents would constantly fight and "fall-outs" would happen every other day. I was depressed for a little while and wallowed in that depression. Although I had every right to be sad and pitiful, it needed to stop. It was

Divorce isn't something I ever wanted to go through. We were married at a young age, shortly after I graduated LPN school. I worked full time at a local nursing home and he worked as a lineman for the power company in VA so he was only home three days a week. We bought a house in the newest housing subdivision in Summersville. My life felt complete or so I thought.

Every bit of the joy that was left in my heart turned bitter each time I thought about the fact that my family not being whole anymore.

My sister screams at men on buses. She hasn’t always been like this; it started around the time of her divorce. She was married at the end of her nineteenth year; so, married prematurely, she ended up divorced prematurely also. This is the part of the story that people get sad-eyed at, they frown, and they ask if she had any kids. No, she didn’t. Children were spared.

Many people try to become a statistic, whether it is to place in the top of their class or something equally as great. At the age of 29, I became a statistic. I joined 40 to 50 percent of marriages that end in a divorce (Marriage & Divorce, 2017). Just because I became a statistic, it did not mean the label had to define me as a failure. I refused to let the label define me personally; even though I did feel like a failure in many ways. I was determined to find a way to turn this unfortunate event something positive, and that would mold me into a better person. I did. I transitioned into an outgoing and outspoken mother, with impeccable time management skills, and most importantly, I became independent.

Can you imagine watching your parents fight all day long? Can you imagine over hearing them talk about not being together- even worse getting a divorce? Can you imagine getting separated from two of your siblings? Well, I can and you do not want to experience it.