arnoldsoccer4
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So I need to get some things off my chest, feel free to ignore me, I am just hoping I feel better when I finish typing this out. Responses are welcome too though
. So m situation is just ugh. My parents got divorced when I was about 9, which is fine, but it is a nasty divorce. Neither of them will talk to eachother about anything. I mean nothing, they have to email eachother about everything, and the emails are still curt and impolite. Neither shows human decency towards the other, and neither makes an effort. They both act like they are saints in this regard and the other person is the whole problem, when both of them refuse to even try to talk to one another, even for the sake of their 3 kids.
So rewind back to 8th grade, I was living in Tennessee with my mom where I grew up, and my dad was still in Tennessee just down the street. I would visit him on Wednesdays and weekends, which wasn't a bad system. My mom wasn't big on spoiling her kids, so we didn't have game systems or anything like that. She also watched what we ate for us. My dad on the otherhand had bought me a ps2, was fine with whatever I wanted to eat etc. For some reason I don't understand even now i decided to move in with my dad.
My dad moved me up to Chicago after the first 1/4 of the school year, and didn't let me finish my soccer season which really pissed me off. I did alright in Chicago, I got to know people and kind of settle down. So then at the end of the 8th grade school year my dad asks me what I thought about moving to San Diego. I instantly said no because I had just settled down and did not want to move away to a new place again. He acted really surprised and got mad because I said I didn't want to move there, he said he didn't know why I didn't want to move there. Also he got re-married in my 7th grade year.
So regardless we move to San Diego in my freshman year of high school, it was me, my dad, my stepmom, and her two daughters. We started to get settled into San Diego and I liked it, after one week of school random people were inviting me to go surfing. The people there were really nice and open. Unfortunately my stepsister was constantly complaining about how she missed Chicago, even though her sister and her mom and everyone else were happier than ever in San Diego (she is a very selfish and rude person). So they moved back to Chicago after 3 months in San Diego. My dad said we would stay in San Diego until I graduated school. So then the job that my dad originally went to San Diego fell apart and he got a new one working at a startup company in San Diego, and that company is going into bankruptcy at the moment.
So my Dad got lonely living away from his wife which is perfectly understandable. I was in my sophomore year and liking San Diego even more, I knew almost my whole graduating class, I had straight a's, I was playing soccer, had a good surfer chick girlfriend, etc. My dad asked me what I thought about moving back to Chicago. This time instead of rolling over and not caring I said no, just flat out no I didn't want to move back, I reminded him of his promise and he just ignored me. At the end of sophomore year my mom asked me if I wanted to spend 6 weeks with her at soccer instead of the scheduled 4, and I said yes, and told my dad I wished to do so. My dad sent my mom back an email titled "Ry's summer schedule" which he didn't even ask me about and scheduled us moving back to Chicago. I ended up not even getting my scheduled 4 weeks with her.
So now I am back in Chicago, and I am trying to make the best of it, to make friends and everything but I am really struggling. I miss all my friends in San Diego, I miss the beach, and just everything. I really am trying to be happy but I just can't be, and this is the only time I have actually been depressed in my life. I am only with my dad, both my sisters live thousands of miles away, and school just flat out sucks no matter how hard I try to make it better.
Also with my parents they still can't talk and it is really getting ridiculous. I have 2 really good friends of our family, one is my best friend's dad who is a pastor, who is just the best person I have ever met in my life. His whole family treats me like I am a part of it, they even let me stay with them when ever I want too, also he helped me find religion which is really what has brought me through some tough times and is the only thing keeping me going right now. The other family friend is just one from a long time back who took care of us when we were young. She is one of the most caring person I have ever met and she will do anything for us kids in the family, she has repeatedly offered that I can live with her if I decide to go to college in Arizona where she lives. She recently wrote a letter to both my parents saying that they both needed to be the bigger person here and just try to get along like civilized people for the sake of the kids, and she got angry responses from both parents.
The divorce is still nasty, and money squabbles are out of control, my dad, who is fine in financial status tried to take my mom to court over $50 just to prove a point. I just want to finish high school at this point, and I now have 4 parents. I have given both of my parents chance after chance after chance for 7 years and frankly I am tired of it, both of them have had opportunities to be a bigger person and they have just blown them off. If there is a phone conversation between the both of them it is like listening to five year olds talk about who stole the cheerios or something, they are that immature to each other. I love both my parents but I am just really tired of this, and 3 moves in 3 years is just ridiculous (I am a junior), and just so you know I am not a whiny emo kid, this has been building up for 3 years, maybe my dad will read this while surfing the internet.
Thanks for reading m rant, if you made it this far, congratulations your attention span is incredible.
So rewind back to 8th grade, I was living in Tennessee with my mom where I grew up, and my dad was still in Tennessee just down the street. I would visit him on Wednesdays and weekends, which wasn't a bad system. My mom wasn't big on spoiling her kids, so we didn't have game systems or anything like that. She also watched what we ate for us. My dad on the otherhand had bought me a ps2, was fine with whatever I wanted to eat etc. For some reason I don't understand even now i decided to move in with my dad.
My dad moved me up to Chicago after the first 1/4 of the school year, and didn't let me finish my soccer season which really pissed me off. I did alright in Chicago, I got to know people and kind of settle down. So then at the end of the 8th grade school year my dad asks me what I thought about moving to San Diego. I instantly said no because I had just settled down and did not want to move away to a new place again. He acted really surprised and got mad because I said I didn't want to move there, he said he didn't know why I didn't want to move there. Also he got re-married in my 7th grade year.
So regardless we move to San Diego in my freshman year of high school, it was me, my dad, my stepmom, and her two daughters. We started to get settled into San Diego and I liked it, after one week of school random people were inviting me to go surfing. The people there were really nice and open. Unfortunately my stepsister was constantly complaining about how she missed Chicago, even though her sister and her mom and everyone else were happier than ever in San Diego (she is a very selfish and rude person). So they moved back to Chicago after 3 months in San Diego. My dad said we would stay in San Diego until I graduated school. So then the job that my dad originally went to San Diego fell apart and he got a new one working at a startup company in San Diego, and that company is going into bankruptcy at the moment.
So my Dad got lonely living away from his wife which is perfectly understandable. I was in my sophomore year and liking San Diego even more, I knew almost my whole graduating class, I had straight a's, I was playing soccer, had a good surfer chick girlfriend, etc. My dad asked me what I thought about moving back to Chicago. This time instead of rolling over and not caring I said no, just flat out no I didn't want to move back, I reminded him of his promise and he just ignored me. At the end of sophomore year my mom asked me if I wanted to spend 6 weeks with her at soccer instead of the scheduled 4, and I said yes, and told my dad I wished to do so. My dad sent my mom back an email titled "Ry's summer schedule" which he didn't even ask me about and scheduled us moving back to Chicago. I ended up not even getting my scheduled 4 weeks with her.
So now I am back in Chicago, and I am trying to make the best of it, to make friends and everything but I am really struggling. I miss all my friends in San Diego, I miss the beach, and just everything. I really am trying to be happy but I just can't be, and this is the only time I have actually been depressed in my life. I am only with my dad, both my sisters live thousands of miles away, and school just flat out sucks no matter how hard I try to make it better.
Also with my parents they still can't talk and it is really getting ridiculous. I have 2 really good friends of our family, one is my best friend's dad who is a pastor, who is just the best person I have ever met in my life. His whole family treats me like I am a part of it, they even let me stay with them when ever I want too, also he helped me find religion which is really what has brought me through some tough times and is the only thing keeping me going right now. The other family friend is just one from a long time back who took care of us when we were young. She is one of the most caring person I have ever met and she will do anything for us kids in the family, she has repeatedly offered that I can live with her if I decide to go to college in Arizona where she lives. She recently wrote a letter to both my parents saying that they both needed to be the bigger person here and just try to get along like civilized people for the sake of the kids, and she got angry responses from both parents.
The divorce is still nasty, and money squabbles are out of control, my dad, who is fine in financial status tried to take my mom to court over $50 just to prove a point. I just want to finish high school at this point, and I now have 4 parents. I have given both of my parents chance after chance after chance for 7 years and frankly I am tired of it, both of them have had opportunities to be a bigger person and they have just blown them off. If there is a phone conversation between the both of them it is like listening to five year olds talk about who stole the cheerios or something, they are that immature to each other. I love both my parents but I am just really tired of this, and 3 moves in 3 years is just ridiculous (I am a junior), and just so you know I am not a whiny emo kid, this has been building up for 3 years, maybe my dad will read this while surfing the internet.
Thanks for reading m rant, if you made it this far, congratulations your attention span is incredible.