From a grown up child of divorce – practical guides and a place to rant
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I can feel it coming. Can you? My self destruction is looming in the corner. Taunting me. Ready to take over at my slightest concession. This is what I do. It’s what I’ve done. It’s who I’ve been. I’ll tell you a story. There once was a girl who had her whole future laid in [...]
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I always wanted a full blooded sibling. For a couple of reasons. First, I always wished for someone to share the burden of being the last remaining relic of my parent’s marriage. It’s hard feeling like an anchor around your parent’s ankles; tethering them to one another when they so very much wanted to be [...]
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My parents met, got married and had me. I’m alive today and living a richer life than I ever could have imagined. I’ll always be grateful to them for giving me my greatest gift – life. My parents got divorced. And I still feel a little sad, angry and hurt by that. I sometimes wonder [...]
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Love that tagline! Have you ever read Lindsay Ferrier? If you haven’t, you should. She writes a column for the Nashville City Newspaper, maintains her blog Suburban Turmoil and has also blogged for Parents Magazine. This lady is one busy writer. With her being both a child of divorce and stepmother, I’m always interested to [...]
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As a child of divorce I’ve lived my life with one enormous fear. The fear of not being wanted. It still haunts me. I’ve seen it haunt others. Like a monkey on our backs that lays dormant for a while but wakes up at the slightest hint of confirmation. I wish it wasn’t so. I [...]
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You can tell me anything. Really, you can. And chances are I won’t tell anyone. I am a secret keeper and even when you don’t expect me to keep your secrets, I will. My first lesson in secret keeping was taught by a pair of socks. No, that isn’t a typographical error. My socks taught [...]
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A river of rage flows through me and I never even realized it was there. A body of unexplored emotion, silently simmering on the edge of a rapid boil. I’ve always considered myself to be above emotional outbursts. Better than those who get swept into arguments culminating in screaming and slamming and crying and yelling. [...]
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I am my own best kept secret. If you were to ask people about me, you would probably hear words like nice, stand offish, calm, snobby, funny and quiet. I’ve always been surprised by how people view me. Not by the descriptions of nice and funny; that’s exactly what I’m trying to portray. But the [...]
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