I hate the splintering of two lives resulting in the children having to clean up the aftermath. I hate being a daughter of a broken marriage. I hate having trust issues and fear when it comes to romantic relationships. I hate that I desire so much security to come from a man.
I hate it because I wish I didn’t desire it.
I hate that I have lack.
It annoys me.
A life I never got to experience. A love I never got to cherish. I didn’t get to have a picture perfect family. Mom and dad together at concerts. Mom and dad together at graduation. Mom and dad together at recitals.
It was always been separate. Never one.
In fact, I’ve never felt like I’ve really belonged anywhere. I’ve never really felt that things have really come together.
I hate divorce.