My babies.
Kids are always the greatest casualty of divorce. My children are no different.
I picked up my youngest from her dad’s. My oldest wanted to see the dogs so she went too. My ex-husband decided to make a couple remarks to my oldest about her shortcomings. My heart broke as I watched her shutdown completely.
That was not a function of our divorce though. It was the cause of our separation. The callous putting down of her every effort. Like she was a failure.
The ride home was strained and she snapped at her sister and when we got to our apartment, she locked herself in her room.
Both of my daughters are everything to me. I never wanted to separate them. I never wanted to have one daughter in one place and one in another.
I left both girls a stuffed animal on their bed this evening for Valentine’s day.
I can’t fix this. I can’t give them the dad that I should have given them in the beginning. I can’t take the hurt away. I can’t fix the scars. I love my girls and I broke them…….
