Divorce

My parents divorced when I was 5 going on 6 years old. My dad was abusive both verbally and physically to her, and verbally to his three children. He also cheated on her and had a child with another woman, which is when the divorce was filed. My dad and mum are still "friends", but the term is used loosely because he's such a jackass to her most of the time and it's hard to get any kindness out of him. He is always finding her faults and making her feel like shit.

Marriage doesn't seem to mean anything anymore, mind you, I don't think it's worth getting married in the first place these days. Too many divorces happen, too many lives get torn apart.

My parents divorced when I was 8. I cried for an hour and a half on my mom's lap and she just told me it would be okay.

They were together for fourteen years, but my mom's put my dad through hell. He said he would have left earlier but he didn't want another man to raise me as his daughter so he went through all the stress, the abuse, just for me.

To be honest, I am really glad they're divorced because if they were still married I'm sure one of them would have killed the other from all the hatred.

My parents are together.
They used to fight when I was younger, but they "stayed together for the kids" and everything worked out alright.

I have a friend who's parents have been divorced as long as she can remember. And they live down the street from each other, so she can walk between the 2 houses easily. The weird thing is, her parents are like best friends now.... and her dad is gay, which is probably why they got a divorce in the first place.

Mine divorced when I was 6, but they separated when I was 5.
Both my parents were at fault in once way or another, my mother cheated and was abusive to me and my brother, and my dad gambled money and was abusive to her. It was a bit of a vicious cycle.
I think it was for the best, although I agree divorce is taken too lightly.
My step mum and my dad fight alot and always threaten divorce, but I know it will never happen.

divorce tears families apart.

i've never really been exposed to divorce, and there's never been one in the family.

i know i'm really lucky for that, in many ways.

I hate how much ~hate divorces manifest.

Divorce really sucks when you're a teenager and you have a million other problems to worry about other than your parents constantly jumping down each other's throats. These other things to worry about include but are not limited to trying to fit in, getting good grades in school because they actually count now, making trustworthy friends, dealing with drama going on, dealing with your pain of a brother who isn't even home half of the time, dealing with your pain of a sister who just doesn't understand the meanings of "Be quiet" and "Stop Whining," and dealing with acne that just doesn't seam to want to go away no matter what I do. People that had parents divorce when they were young are luckier than people like me. Not saying that they are lucky, but luckier than me. I still love both of my parents, even if they don't love each other the way they used to.

my parents divorced when i was 15. two days after xmas O.o
dad was cheating on mum. they didnt fight once in 20 years and then it went *splodey*.
the papers only became official about 6 months ago. dad remarried like.. 2 years ago i think. mum keeps talking about it. dad wants half the money that is made from selling mums house. even though he never helped pay the bills.

With the statistics just rising for divorce these days, it makes you wonder why people keep getting married and believing in the fairtytale of happily ever after.

What does marriage really signify? I mean we all know the answers, love, trust, commitment. But I mean what does it really signify.

I think it's almost about some sort of success to the rest of the world, "look, I have a partner, I am happy". Wow, that's kind of cynical, but I think it's true.

But I still want to get married one day. And my parents divorced when I was 6 or 7.

My parents divorced when I was 8. My sister was 13.
For me, it was scary or whatever then but I didn't fully understand until I got older.
My sister, on the other hand, got completely screwed over by it all. She was a daddy's girl. My dad used to coach all her sports teams, he took her everywhere, they were best friends.
When he left, her whole life fell apart...She's still healing like now. And it's been 7 years.

It sucks for me though too. Divorce affects everybody, you know?
I find myself crying often for him. I miss having a Daddy. Having somebody I belong to on this earth. Having that not so disfunctional family.

My parents divorced when I was...four or five. It was messy. My dad (drunken drug abusing bastard that he is/was) had cheated on my mom. He came home drunk a lot, and stole from my mom more than once.
He wouldn't sign the papers to sell our house, so we ended up losing it, while he ran off to Nevada. My mom was alone with three young kids (me, my older brother, and my younger sister).
My mom ended up remarrying, and the guy she married legally adopted all three of us. Kind of a happy ending I guess.
The last time I talked to my biological father, I was seven years old. Sometimes I wonder where he is, if he even cares about the family that he so willingly left. The last I knew, he had escaped a drug treatment program (in the middle of the desert), walked through the desert, and back to Vegas to find drugs. Ughhh.
It scares me how I can still remember every detail of the divorce, losing the house, having nothing...