I went to my brother’s bass recital yesterday and then to lunch. It’s very difficult because my parents are divorced and I grew up with my dad and he lived with my mom. My mom is also remarried and since I always got the feeling that she cheated on my dad with this guy I’ve disliked him on principle since I was 12. I often feel like my parents robbed my of my childhood because they act like such children that it forces me to mediate and try to comply with both sides all of the time. Even now, 11 years after the divorce I have to hear my dad complain because he never sees my brother and my mom complain that my dad never tries to make dates. They are both guilty because my dad refuses to see that my brother must keep his head down until he goes to university so as to avoid the wrath of my mom. And my mom routinely sabotauges any efforts of my dad to see my brother.

My brother and me are caught in the middle. Sometimes this makes me feel like I should never get married or have kids because it was so lousy for us.