My parents told me they were getting a divorce 3 weeks ago. When they sat me down after school, before they could say anything I burst out "You're breaking up aren't you?!" I hadn't been expecting it but when I said it everything made sense.
I didn't cry straight away. Just stared at the wall while they talked. Then my dad said "And I've found a place a few suburbs away.." and I burst out in tears. I refused to go to school the next day and instead stayed home and cried. I felt like my whole world had been cracked in two.
What I was most scared about was how I would divide the time between them. I'm an only child, so whenever I was with the other parent I knew they would be upset and that broke my heart.
My dad has moved out already and we are trying to see if it works that I am with my mum monday-friday and my dad friday-sunday.
The hardest thing I've found is looking back at how oblivious I was and also how lucky. I took everything for granted and if I could go back in time I would spend every minute with both my parents.