Oh hey, it’s my childhood

  • @[email protected]
    link
    fedilink
    717 hours ago

    Here’s my naive and privileged ass thinking they broke the news about Santa Claus to prevent having to do Christmas twice.

    Sorry to everyone who had to endure their parents divorce. ♥️

  • @[email protected]
    link
    fedilink
    English
    2623 hours ago

    This hits the feels. I was 15 when my parents divorced. I was crushed. My younger sister however, was giddy. Not because she thought the divorce was cool, but because her best friend told her that after her parents divorced, she got 2 really amazing christmases with expensive gifts that tried to outshine the other parent. Oh, but not us… we were poor. Reality hit next year for her, when my mom couldn’t afford food, let alone gifts.

    • @[email protected]
      link
      fedilink
      922 hours ago

      I was 22. It just went on for 5 years. They’re both better generally happier now, but christ that was rough.

  • Kalkaline
    link
    fedilink
    641 day ago

    Wait until she’s married and her spouse’s parents are divorced too and now she has 5 or 6 Christmases to go to and she’s completely burned out on the holiday she once loved.

    • @[email protected]
      link
      fedilink
      English
      371 day ago

      That was me. Leave the house at 8 AM, get home after midnight, every place pressuring you to eat a full large meal and why you gotta leave soooo early.

  • @21Cabbage
    link
    English
    381 day ago

    Oh man… as a child of divorce I should feel bad about how hard I laughed at that.

    • @[email protected]
      link
      fedilink
      61 day ago

      as a child of not divorce but it was normal for parents to be so cold to each other and towards their children, I was confused until your comment.

      when I realized I had a good laugh, then realized how fucked I am by not realizing it sooner.

  • @[email protected]
    link
    fedilink
    English
    362 days ago

    Architect buddy of mine, very smart man both in IQ and EQ, handled this extraordinarily well with his young children.

    “Now you have TWO families that love you very much. Just because mommy and I don’t live together, that doesn’t change anything about our love and ability to care for you. You will safe and loved no matter what.”

    Picking my kids up on the 26th. Ugh. 15-hour round trip, and again in a week. Worth it.

      • @[email protected]
        link
        fedilink
        91 day ago

        I just didn’t see my father anymore haha.

        My step dad was great though. He was a batshit crazy and dumb hillbilly, but he loved us. My father disappeared after he and my mother divorced. My step dad was there after he and my mom divorced, until he died a few years ago. That man had troubles and more troubles, but he would have dropped anything to help me out to the best of his ability.

        In defense of my father, my mom didn’t make it easy. At all. I don’t blame any of them though. They did the best they could with what they were equipped with.