I Was The Best Decision For Us

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From what I can remember, it was a rough few years. I supposed it was a long time coming, people can’t change - no matter how much they try. To this day, I’m still not sure who it affected the most. My father seemed completely unaffected by the decision, and my mom seemed relieved from it. At the time, my sister was too young to really be aware of the extent of what was going on. I on the other hand, understood a bit more, or as much as I needed to at the time. I still remember my mom telling me we were moving. I was eight years old, all I really needed to know was that we were moving away - and my father wasn’t coming. It was the best decision. Them separating was the best decision for us. My sister was five at the time. I wasn’t much older than her, but I still took on a role. I was always there for her through it all. I remember certain times when my parents would be fighting, I was there for her. At the time, I didn’t quite understand that we were moving for good. I remember sitting the car with my sister, waiting for my mom to get in. She was standing on the porch with my dad, trying to get something out of him.
“Do you want to talk about this more before we go?”
“No, I have to go to work.”
So we left.
I remember being excited to go to Maine, because I couldn’t wait to see my grandparents. At this point, I don’t think I really knew that my parents were no longer together. My mom tried to explain it, but I was young and didn’t care enough to pay attention. All I…

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