Personal Narrative Essay: My Life With A Divorce

I never thought this would have happened. Why did my life have to turn this way? Those were the thoughts in my head when I found out my parents were going to get a divorce. Why did it have to happen to me? I was a cheerful, ten year old boy who never fretted about anything until that point in my life. I lived with my mom, dad, and my younger brother in a house on eight acres by the more rural part of town. I never imagined that one day we would never be together again.

I used to hear my parents argue after dusk. At the time, I did not think anything about their disputes. I thought that most parents disagreed like that and I was oblivious to what was going on. My mom is a nurse and worked overnight shifts at the hospital. So from time to time, she was not in the greatest mood when she got home due to lack of sleep. My mom worked a lot of overtime hours to support our family as my dad’s business did not always provide for us. Occasionally, my dad would sleep in a different room in the house. One day shortly after the end of my fourth grade year, when what was to be a summer to remember, my mom broke the news to me and my brother. It had ended. Mom and dad were getting divorced. I remember feeling shocked and confused. Before long my confusion turned to anger. How could two adults

I never thought my parents would get in a divorce. In fact, when I was younger I did not think parents ever got divorced. I was very upset and I felt like the whole thing was my fault. When I started fifth grade, I used to get dismal about the divorce and it started to affect my behavior at home and at times, it would even affect my attitude at school. My mom informed the school counselor and arranged for me to meet with the counselor weekly to express how I was feeling. I was embarrassed about the divorce and I did not talk about it with any of my friends. I started to lose some of the close bonds I had with my