I graduate college a month. My parents divorced when I was 8, and nothing has gotten better, only worse. They still have to communicate through a monitored app, and I was always the mediator between them when I was younger.
I live with my dad now and my mom is a few hours away. My younger sister lives with her after she decided one day she didn’t want to live with my dad, even though nothing ever actually happened. So somehow my mom managed to get her on her side too. Ever since they split, it feels like she’s been trying to “win us.”
My mom texted me asking if everything was okay because my dad sent her a message on the app. I said yes. I asked my dad about it and he showed me. It was a post saying a child’s first bully is the parent who starts tearing them away from the other parent. I don’t disagree. It was wrong how everything happened, and I see where my dad is coming from.
At this point I don’t even care if they fight or ignore each other online. I’m just so tired of it.
Now I realize, with my graduation is in a month, the one thing I’ve been holding onto is probably not going to happen. I wanted them to just suck it up and take one picture together. Just one. And they probably won’t. They won’t even be adult enough to take a photo of their first daughter who fought so hard to get to this point
I don’t even know the last time they were in the same space. Maybe my high school graduation, and they didn’t even look at each other then.