#divorce effects

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After six years I've finally made an internal decision that could go a million different ways if I follow through with it.

Back in 2010 my parents divorced, and the custody of my sister and I was split half and half between my parents. I had just started middle school so between home life and school life and my own struggles with becoming a teenager, every day became overwhelming. Two years later my dad moved in with my now step-mother. At fourteen years old with a strained relationship with her, I wanted no part of it. Before we even finished moving into the house I knew I didnt want to live there. I wanted to move in with my mom full-time. But I kept with the initial agreement because of guilt. Guilt that I wouldn't get to see my dad very much and that he would think I didnt love him enough. I didnt want him to think I left him like my mom did.

The guilt has kept me here for six years. Soon I began to only come over for the weekends in hopes I would be happier if I wasn't here as often. In six years I havent come over because I wanted to. I only come over because I'm guilted to.

For the last year I'm been desperately looking for someone who would move out with me. Because if I move out of both homes into my own, theres no guilt, I'm just "becoming an adult and being independent". Which honestly, is a stupid idea to strain myself and drain my money so that I dont live in a house I hate to be, when I'm completely happy and feel freedom in the other home I have.

It's taken six agonizing years to decide that I'm going to move in with my mom. In this home I'm happy, I feel healthy, I'm not walking on eggshells or sitting on the edge of my seat. I can sit back and relax and I dont have to watch every word I say when my stepdad is home

I've wished for years that I had made the decision when I was fourteen. Because everything was different and we were moving to a new house with a woman I hated and I was depressed and full of hate. I had more reason to. I had more excuses than "I'm unhappy and uncomfortable". But after this long, being "unhappy and uncomfortable" in a place I'm supposed to call home has been overwhelmingly exhausting.

I know my dad will try to talk me out of it. My dad will promise to give me anything and everything I could want to make this house more comfortable. He will use my dogs as an excuse. He will use everything hes done for me for guilt. My car title is in his name and my medical insurance and my phone. While I know he would never take those away from me, I would never put it past her. And that's why I'm leaving.

I dont want to see my dad because I'm guilted to. I want to see my dad because I want to see my dad

The quality of relationship is not only failing they also tend to corrupt their offspring as well. Children born from a dysfunctional families tend to lack social skills and have trust issues, rarely some may emerge victorious and become productive to the society. But hey, i guess children like those who emerged victories turned out to be eminent personalities.