I use to not do really a lot for myself. My mom would always make me food, make my bed, and always do my laundry. That all changed when my parents decided to divorce each other. I then realized that I needed to grow up and do more things on my own; because when I was at my mom’s house or my dad’s house they would always need help.

My brother and I struggled at the begging always getting yelled at for not doing our chores. We weren’t brats we just weren’t use to the fact of doing a lot of chores. Our mom started to go to school, and stress a lot, which meant Nate and I would have to make our own lunches, and I had to start doing my own laundry. Which wasn’t a big deal at all except making our beds that was a struggle. It was just a simple thing to do and for some reason I just couldn’t remember to do it.

My friends would always invite me out, but I would have to decline or join them later because I would be babysitting my little brother. Which was a bummer, but also didn’t mind it at all. I think it didn’t bug me that much because we got along so well my brother and I, we would never fight so it would be pretty much peaceful. Other times I do wish I could of gone out with my friends, because I missed the lake

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trips, camping, dates with girls, and just having a kid life and not worrying about anything really.

All of this divorce brought my brother and I closer to each other in such a good way. We hardly fought with each other and would hang out and watch movies and bond. It would always lead to me making him food because he was way to little to do anything really. Eh he would always say in disgust because apparently I cant cook with darn, so I gave that up and would only make sandwiches. I hated making food for him and myself!

When our parents would come back from either work or school we would then do homework and eat dinner as a family. Although technically it wasn’t a real family because we would be either with out our mom or our dad. Which was fine though because of the peace and it not being as awkward anymore. Usually when we are all there like Christmas its super awkward by both parents being there! They just do it for my brother and I though. Well I guess it’s a good thing, its just really weird.

My parent’s divorce has made me grow up super fast as a young adult I think, which is very good. Also has made me a stronger person and capable of doing a lot on my own, and not depending on my parents as much as usual.