The tales of two pernicious pugs and their doormat.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Divorce. Ack.

So my parents decided divorce is in the works for them. Rather, my mom decided. Then she decided she wanted to stay married. Then today she kicked my dad out of the house - again - and it seems the divorce is back on. Now, their entire marriage has been rather up-and-down-y, but geez, this is ridiculous. All I ask is to be left out of this, but my little sister is right in the middle, and even though she's 20, being mentally disabled means she doesn't quite understand what's going on. Only that everyone is mad at each other and threatening to never see the other person again. And that's pretty fucking traumatic to a child who adores both her parents. Ugh. Seriously, sometimes I want to smack my parents and tell them to grow up. Want a divorce? Fine. Great. But be mature about it. Do not completely freak out your mentally disabled child by making her believe she'll never see one of her parents again. Don't make her have to pick someone.

I swear, if I had a stable job, I'd just kidnap my little sister and have her live with me. The emotional environment here is SO much more stable.