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Time:10:33 pm
    Almost a year on, I have moved on from the concept of divorce and separation and on to how it affects my daily life.  Before school got out, It wasn't so bad.  The occasional nagging about how the wireless network was down but that only took 5 minutes max.  Now its everything.  Before the separation, my mom would yell "bear", or "david".  Now its me.  She met a nice dog at the coffee shop, I have to hear about the breed, age, color, even about the owner.  She's trapped by bureaucracy, I hear one more reason why I should hate it.  She's had a crappy day at work, my next 30 minutes are crappy because I can't believe how I came to be in this position.  And its even worse now that she has a full-time job.  She's more tired and has less patience.  Her husband leaves her and I get all of his conversational duties. 


I can't wait until I leave for college and I can escape such BS rantings and ravings.
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Time:08:48 pm
an update  :... i went to a counciller .. and it helped loads .. thankyou for your comment on my last post ..:).. 

im not allowed see my dad fora while but its okay ..  he rings most days ... [[if he remembers]]  and im starting to lik regina... kinda ..=/... 

im alot happier since the counciilling so its all goooOoood ...:)..  
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Time:07:05 am
Background:  I lived in Australia from 1998-2001, when I was 7-9 and my parents were still married.  Now my dad lives there with his girlfriend.

The second visit wasn't as easy as the first.  My dad was always at work, even though he tried to get away as much as possible.  This meant that I had no choice but to face the nostalgia.  With the exception of several lunches and all of the nights, I was by myself.  On the third day I took the train down to where I used to live.  I walked by my old house, school, and the beach that I used to walk on frequently.  I felt something at the place I stopped for breakfast:  It was certainly positive and almost happy, as if I had been taken back to an already glorified and almost idolized time.  When I got off the train again, it was slightly nostalgic, kind of like how it is almost sad when something has changed and you see it for the first time.  All the while, I was gradually thinking of how it was back then.  The beach was the strongest.  At first it was simply a walk, and I was too physically active to think too hard about anything.  After I had turned back I was going on the same rant that I had started in July or August, mostly comprised of 'fuck', 'fucker', 'he', 'him', 'her', 'she' , and 'jackass' and was largely repetitive, but I didn't stop myself.  That lasted for about 10 minutes.  Today, I just sat around the apartment, recalling the implications and tangible effects. 


Before, I was just passive to Louise.  Now I only recognize her to mask my ignorance towards her.  I hear them kissing (repeatedly) and I think more of her than him.  I have continued to keep my feelings on the matter to myself.  My mom doesn't ask because it is none of her business and my dad asks but I lie to him because I don't want it to be his business.

Don't get me wrong, I am glad that he his happier now, but it is solely because I know that it is better to change than to maintain a false truth or illusion of reality.


I just don't see a 47 year old man being so in love with a 40 year old woman.  You'd think at that age you think it would just be assumed that they are 'in love' and don't need to unintentionally shove it in your face.
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Time:08:10 pm
i'm 15 next month ..... my parents have been seperated for 11 years and theyere sevorce was finalised when i was in 6 th class 3 yrs ago ..... my dad moved away 256 km away actually ... he was gone for a while and i didnt know if he was dating .. if he was in rehab for his alocoholism or if he was dead .. i honestly thought he might have bin .. but one day after school he just tuened up .. i noticed a ring on one of his fingers that looked kinda new but it said love on it i asked could i look at uit .. and on the indide i read PETER ++ REGINA ..... he says to me reginas the person i'm dating well actually shes mt fiancé ..... your gona be a bridesmaid ... right ?.....  i didnt have any idea what to say to that .. since ive only ever seen my parents happy and not fighting once or twice ... when i was  in hospital and didnt want me to see tham figting ,.... i went to the weeding and got prety shook up about it .. i cried alot that day but when my dad came over or my stepmum i just said I'M JUST HAPPY FOR YOUS ...... but my granny on my dads side knew i was upset so she got my aunt to bring me for a drive to get outa there ..... 

i still dont like the fact that he re married .. 



but i love her daughter shes lovely... shes absolutly awesome .....her parents have had ... problems too ..

i was upset ovr christmas and my year head has aske me to go to the counciller .... should i go ??


thanks peoples if youve read this .... <3
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Time:10:28 pm
I don't see why divorced/separated parents tell their kids that someone is a 'friend'.  If you move across a fucking ocean for them, or eat stuff from their own garden and invite them over for diner, then I think they could look better by simply adding the suffix 'boy-' or 'girl-' to their 'friend'.  There is just no point to them hiding what I already know.  My mom has been seeing some guy, ironically named Dave (same as my dad), since as far as I know, November.  He's nice and all, but he doesn't force anything on me and If I could, I would would force no contact, simply because well..because.  I think its because I just assume that he wants to assume a fatherly role, in which case if he does, I will promptly tell him to go to hell, but of course in a much subtler and satisfying manner.  I doubt she will have him move in while I am still in highschool.
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Time:10:23 pm
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So, my mom has been going on dates recently. Only about three, and they've all been with the same guy as much as I can gather. We don't really talk about the specifics of any of them. I just jokingly act like the responsible adult by asking "where are you going?" "when will you be home?" etc. I don't really know anything about the guy other than he has a puppy. I don't even know his name. My mom's going out again tomorrow night to some fancy ball-like thing that some organization has or something. I don't really get specifics other than where she's going.

I don't know why, but lately I'm just starting to not like my mom going out on dates. I kind of overheard her talking to her best friend on the phone about her last date (they went to the aquarium and then went to this tiny cafe near it or something) and she was saying how she didn't like that he automatically went to sit at the bar, even though there were lots of tables open and she said something about how he's nice but how she doesn't necessarily have chemistry with him (not in those exact words) and something about how there are a lot of nice guys. And I don't know. I shouldn't have eavesdropped, but I just don't like her going out now that she goes out so often. I mean, it's only been three times and then tomorrow, but I don't know.

My dad is now in Kansas. He'll be there for two months training before he goes over to Afghanistan. I don't like not seeing him. It's been three weeks now. I mean, I didn't see him every day with the separation, but now it's worse, since he can't even come out on the weekends or random days during the week.

This is really asking for help, I just needed to tell someone, since my best friend is currently unavailable, and you guys can relate to me more than anyone else I know. So yeah...
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Subject:New to the community
Time:12:26 pm

Hi everyone, I'm new here.  My parents are nearing the 3rd year of a really nasty divorce proceedure.  They were married for 20 years and my mom is still really in love with my dad, but he's chronically depressed and generally mentally unstable and was dragging the whole family down.  But he's made the process a real hell, keeps claiming that my mom makes as much money as him and is lying about her income and such, and after 2 years has still refused to move out of our apt.  I just can't understand why he's being such a monster about it and ruining our lives.  My mom, brother, and I just want to have a normal, happy family life together but my dad is sucking us dry and we're basically broke.  Of course by now my mom is pretty depressed herself and keeps saying she's going to have a nervous breakdown and occassionally talks about suicide.  So that's my unhappy story.

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Subject:Why? Because I don't have to and can choose not to.
Time:12:34 am
I  visited my dad in Australia about a week ago.  I was right that he had already known her before.  I was generally fine.  Whenever he did anything remotely romantic, i just looked away or put my knee between me and them.  apparently she worked in is office when we first lived there from 1998-2001.  it was odd how she had seen me before but I didn't remember her.  I guess it made things superficially easier and awkward. 

Also, I now have two people to blame.  He could've said no and she could've said no.  Yet I somehow wanted to dislike her but at the worst I could only be passive, which by itself would be natural seeing how it was my first time meeting her.  I think that deep down I don't fault her, but just want to.  With my dad however, I want to fault him but can't because he's my dad. 

Yet again he asked me how I was doing but this time he added Louise into question.  I didn't make much of the question and shrugged it off.  Like before, I see no reason to tell anyone that is involved in it.  It would just make things complex and would let someone else into my mind, which is the last thing I want on such an...issue. 

My mom brought some guy into the house for a vase.  I am completely sure that it didn't meant anything, though you can guess what my first thought was.  My mom has at least mentioned the separation to the people that i drive to school with.  However, I doubt that I will tell anyone near as quickly.  Am only now thinking about considering telling just one person, with whom I've already shared the next biggest event prior to this.  But that will be in March at least. 
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Subject:Hello all!
Time:11:37 pm
Current Mood:busy
I suppose it's time for a regular update on my life. Some things have changed. My parents still get along great with each other, my dad came over Christmas day to open presents with us, since he currently doesn't have a house of his own. Quite honestly, I'm not sure where he lives. I think he's at my grandparent's house.

There has been no sign/mention of Tricia for months and months and many months. I think February when we met her was the last I've heard of her.

My mom has also brought up the topic of dating (she did in the last post I made here). Well, she told Jess and I Friday night that she was going on a coffee date on Saturday. I wasn't really sure how to steer the conversation from there, but she said she's been on two others already, she just didn't tell Jessica and I because she was already out running errands. I don't know anything about the two other ones, but all she really told us about this one was that she met the guy through match.com and has been talking to him (I don't even know his name) and that he has a puppy. She didn't tell us anything afterwards, though.

My dad's also being deployed again. He's leaving in January sometime. He'll spend a month in Kansas training before going over to Afghanistan.

That's basically it in the parental life.
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Time:11:08 pm
Yesterday my mom asked my how I was doing, a month after my dad left.  She thought that what he did was not fully thought out and kind of selfish.  I told her that I wouldn't judge him.  I didn't bother to tell her that I at least partially blame him.  I simply didn't see how it would help things move along.  What good would explaining everything do.  It wouldn't do any harm, but it would be too much effort. 

Shit happens.  There's no point in retelling it to someone that is heavily involved in it (though not to blame in any way).  
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