My Backstory

Shortly after the year 2013, My brother and I were called into my parents room. It was a good day and we both hopped on the bed to see what my parents had to say. It was on that day that my biggest fear came true and we were told that my parents were going to get a divorce. I was stunned and honestly I do not remember much of what happened immediately afterwords. I was just 13 years old and my brother was only nine. I had no real friends to talk to except for my best friend, now step-brother George. I distanced myself and detached any emotion connected to the event because as a kid I knew nothing about coping properly. I was still mourning over the recent loss of my grandfather and I was overwhelmed with stress from the new storm that occupied my life. All of this I had to balance on my own while trying to take care of my younger brother Joshua.