When I was about a sophomore in high school I was told that my dad was going to move out. My life froze on the spot. I though, how could this happen to me? To my family? What did I do wrong to make him want to leave? Were we not good enough for him? He moved away for three months to see how it was, after the three months, my parents sat me down to tell me he would not be coming back. They told me it wasn't my fault, he just wasn't happy anymore.
For weeks, then months, my mother was a mess. It seemed like she was putting on a fake smile every time she was with me, which is understandable considering my parents were married for over fifteen years. I was okay with the situation at first, it didn't really bother me, until I had to start sleeping over his house. Anyways though, the real difficulty I faced was watching my dad get married again after only about a year and a half from being away from the family. That was one of the worst days of my life. My stepmom is one of those typical step moms who try to be my mother. I do not like that to this day.
My dad got married when I was in junior year I believe, which was one of the worst years for me. Because I was an only child and all of my friends parents were together, I felt like I was alone. I started failing all of my classes in school, my parents forced me into counseling, and eventually I was put on anti depressant medicine for about a year and a half.
Although I thought my life was ending at that point in time, I came to realize it wasn't. Both my parents are happy now, I'm happier, what more is there? During that time my counselor kept telling me that the divorce was not my fault and that it gets easier. It did get easier. Although I'm still not the happiest kid in the world, I am finally used to the separation. My counselor was right, you get used to things like this.
This can relate to my college life because instead of loosing one of my parents I feel like I lost both because I don't see them as often as I would like. As my counselor said, I will get used to this too. I didn't give up before and I do not plan on giving up now. I have too much to live for. Life is too short to dwell on every little thing. I am trying my hardest to be happy and to stay on top of my work (which has been stressing me). But planning everything out and making a schedule of when to do what it has gotten a lot easier to get my work done. Hopefully I will do well in all of my classes!
