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Family Bust-Up: how it affected you as a child, or as a parent

 
 
Saveloy
11:14 / 17.12.03
It's generally taken as a given that family splits are bad for nippers (except where one of the parents is violent or abusive, natch). Is this always true? What's your experience, as a child (of any age) or as a parent? Anecdotes, observations and first-hand accounts, please
 
 
Jack The Bodiless
11:23 / 17.12.03
Is this... personal research, Sav?
 
 
Saveloy
11:44 / 17.12.03
Not in the sense that I think you mean, Jack. I've been prompted to thinking about it recently by a couple of splits involving friends and rellies with kids. My immediate (but not exclusive) thought in such situations has always been "poor kids"; I just wondered, well, does it always have to be bad for them?
 
 
Tryphena Absent
11:54 / 17.12.03
My own parents are happily married so these are simple observations but talking to friends with split up families I've kind of come to the conclusion that the important thing isn't that your parents stay together but that they don't rabidly hate each other. If they can still talk to each other and be okay with their history, than their kids just feel better about the world. I suspect the damage is done when the stability and civility is taken away- lots of children have divorced parents and can cope but the children with a mother and father who scream everytime they hand their kids over to each other are going to be hurt forever.
 
 
Unencumbered
11:57 / 17.12.03
While I appreciate that some break-ups can be very traumatic for children, my own experience was, thankfully, pretty good. My parents got divorced when I was very young, and at the time I didn't really understand what was happening. My childhood was perfectly happy. My brother and I lived with my mother but saw our father regularly, if not terribly often. I can't honestly say that I've ever missed having a dad around, or that I've ever felt unhappy about the situation.
 
 
Cheap. Easy. Cruel.
12:10 / 17.12.03
My dad left when I was four. Three days after my fourth birthday, to be exact. It was a Sunday afternoon, I didn't really understand why everyone in the house was so somber until my dad was heading towards the door with his suitcase. At that point I realized (not sure how) he was not coming back. I hung on, begging and pleading, all the way to the door. I didn't see him again for four years.

After that, my mom was never emotionally stable. I was the one who had to comfort my mother for the next three years whenever she would have her crying fits. My mother had never gotten any training in any sort of marketable skill, so our household income plummeted. I was very bitter towards my dad for years, I looked at him as the source of all our problems. My mom is still not right, instead of facing her emotional issues, she has gone off into a religious haze. She has Jesus to use as a screen between her and the bits of the rest of the world she doesn't like.

My sisters got married as soon as they could to get out of the house. My sisters are doing okay now. They went through some unhealthy relationships and are now all happily married.

The short term effects were devastating. I didn't trust anybody. I was angry, self-destructive, and cruel. I hated my dad because he left, I hated my mom for driving him away. While I never felt it was my fault, I did feel as though all of my relationships were going to end with someone leaving. My pattern was one of pre-emptive strikes, I would hurt them before they could hurt me.

I have a pretty good relationship with both of my parents now. I am closer to my dad these days, due to my mother's irrational and illogical religiosity.
 
 
ibis the being
14:10 / 17.12.03
When my parents divorced five yrs ago they had four kids:
L. - 3 yrs old
T. - 12
R. - 17
me - 20

My dad was the more devastated at first, but improved when he fell in love again & remarried. My mom now is bitter, emotional, and borderline delusional, repeatedly dragging him to court for more $, forbidding L to call her stepmother mom, insisting "she's just some woman your father hooked up with."

While it was going down, I saw that everyone talked frankly (ie, emotionally, bitterly, angrily, sadly) around L, thinking she couldn't understand. But she could certainly pick up on all that negative emotion, and the effects on her have been that she has seemed emotionally disturbed, to varying degrees, w/out really being able to express that verbally. For a couple of yrs she had an eating disorder, refused most food & when she did eat would often have panic attacks, screaming she was going to "get sick." She's a lot better now, largely due to dad & stepmom's nurturing in my opinion.

T is inscrutable. He rarely talks to us, though he was always that way. Mainly he milks both parents' attempts to bribe him & win his favor through computers, huge bedrooms, disciplinary leniency, etc. He's very much caught in the middle, trying to be loyal to both.

R has all but divorced the family. He is extremely resentful toward my dad and does not accept the "new" family as his family (2 half-sisters). He alternately ignores dad and asks for large sums of money, or borrows a car, treats those things irresponsibly, and than rages at dad for taking them away. I think he is under a misunderstood suspicion that my dad cheated or wronged mom, and takes her side, though he's not close w her or anyone. He has cited the divorce, and the infidelity of his highschool girl (which happened at almost the exact same time) as the 2 biggest events in his life. Since then he has clung fiercely to each girlfriend he's had.

I find it hard to gauge the effect on myself. At first I tried to mediate, and convice them to stay together. My view of my entire childhood & family life was shattered. Then I despaired. I once believed in such things as the "One" and didn't know what to replace that with in my views of relationships. Everything suddenly seemed very fragile. I love my stepmom and new sisters and admire my dad's relationship with his new wife very much, and don't feel any emotional separation or difference between them and my full-blood relatives. But I have deep disdain for my mother, who barely works part-time and blames my dad (who has a debilitating physical illness) for her poverty, and whom I perceive as continuing to torture the entire family out of selfishness & self-pity. We talk seldom, and are awkward with other when we do.
 
 
Linus Dunce
14:18 / 17.12.03
First-hand, I'd say Tryphena's observations are pretty accurate. Stability and civility are the root of the security kids need, not whether or not the whole family lives under one roof.

In my case, although there wasn't any physical or intentional mental abuse, it was such a relief when they split. Paradoxically, it blights my life many years later, as my mother becomes more and more emotionally needy, including a collection of mysterious "illnesses" and "accidents" that require her to be the centre of attention without any effort on her part in making friends or getting along with her brothers and sisters or even be anything but thoughtless and demanding when speaking with her sons and their partners. I think she feels the world owes her companionship and that it must pay up no matter what. I have a friend who was in a similar situation and, as far as I can tell, Steelwelder's doesn't seem too different. None of my friends from "normal" families have to put up with this shit, why do we?
 
 
Cheap. Easy. Cruel.
14:43 / 17.12.03
Oddly enough, when people ask me about my childhood now, I don't feel it was all that terrible. Despite all, there were still happy times and I have a lot of good memories. My mom, in her religious fervor, got rid of the television. I grew up without it, and don't regret it. When people tell me that my childhood must've sucked, I tell them it wasn't necessarily bad, just different.

I think a lot of it has to do with one's attitude about the whole thing. When you are a kid, yeah it sucks. It is hard to deal with a broken family and all of the recriminations that are flung back and forth. Once one becomes an adult, how one deals with it makes all the difference in the world. Once I got out of it, I decided it wasn't going to be a problem for me. I got the help I needed, and now it is merely a bit of my past that has shaped me. I find that I am a more empathetic person because of it.
 
  
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