I was ten my dad told my mom on their 13th anniversary that he wanted a divorce. He loved her but wasn't in love with her. This really didn’t bother me at first. I knew my parents weren’t happy together, so if they were apart and still friends I was happy. All I knew is no matter what I wanted to live with my mom. Soon after my parents split, my sister moved out. Even though she would hit me and drag me out of the house by my hair she was my only companion. The only person I really had anything to do with. I spent most of my days with her. After she moved out, I didn’t see her again until I was thirteen.
The next three years in life were really hard for me. My dad was dragging me in and out of his relationships…I would stay up at night hearing my mom cry herself to sleep….I would sit and wonder if I would see any of my sisters again. I struggled with depression. I felt like no one could help or my family would be judged by others. So I never said anything. It was like my deep dark secret that no one could know about.
Then I met my best friend Lyndsie the person I call my guardian angel. We talked all the time, I could tell her anything and everything. I never felt so relieved in my life. At this same point I started going to youth group and learn to give my pain to God…all my hurts, struggles, everything. I started feeling better more relieved and then in two years…My faith was really tested.
My sister’s fianc
The next three years in life were really hard for me. My dad was dragging me in and out of his relationships…I would stay up at night hearing my mom cry herself to sleep….I would sit and wonder if I would see any of my sisters again. I struggled with depression. I felt like no one could help or my family would be judged by others. So I never said anything. It was like my deep dark secret that no one could know about.
Then I met my best friend Lyndsie the person I call my guardian angel. We talked all the time, I could tell her anything and everything. I never felt so relieved in my life. At this same point I started going to youth group and learn to give my pain to God…all my hurts, struggles, everything. I started feeling better more relieved and then in two years…My faith was really tested.
My sister’s fianc