I'm only 15 and it feels like I have gone through so much shit. I feel as if I'm 40.
I was born from an immature 19-year-old mother (she's 33 now, and is a great mother, don't get me wrong) and never grew up with my biological father. I now live with my step-dad and mother. Shit just isn't going good for me right now (this isn't some suicidal note, just so you know).
Aside from that, my grandparents made my childhood, who I am today, and I will never forget what they have done for me when they're gone. They are both in their early/mid 50's and have been, what seemed to be, happily married for just over 30 years. I grew up with them, we did so much together. I remember going to a place called Niagara Falls (just over an hour drive from where I'm located in Canada) almost a dozen times a year. We shared great memories. My grandfather taught me life lessons, he taught me how to swim, ride my bike, and be a special person. My grandmother is a very fun person to be around, and has always been there to comfort me when I needed it most.
My grandmother has always seemed to be depressed, she couldn't sleep at times. I never thought it would have escalated to what it has today. She asked my grandfather for a divorce just over a month ago. Their house is on the market, and my life has been falling apart right infront of my eyes for as long as I can remember. We talked and I told her, "as long as I see you both, and you stay in my life, it won't change a thing". As far as I know, some comments were made about my grandmother that were hurtful, and I can understand. In just a weekend's notice, she's moving halfway across the country (to Nova Scotia, Canada. I live in Ontario, Canada) to attend her mother's (my great grandmother's) last years. She is moving there permanently. She told us she would visit us every several months. I can't watch my family break apart right infront of my eyes like this. It's too hard to cope with. All of these great memories together hold my childhood together, give me something great to remember and cherish my whole life... gone.
What can I do to convince myself everything is going to be ok? What can I do to keep my mind off of this?
Thank you in advance.
I was born from an immature 19-year-old mother (she's 33 now, and is a great mother, don't get me wrong) and never grew up with my biological father. I now live with my step-dad and mother. Shit just isn't going good for me right now (this isn't some suicidal note, just so you know).
Aside from that, my grandparents made my childhood, who I am today, and I will never forget what they have done for me when they're gone. They are both in their early/mid 50's and have been, what seemed to be, happily married for just over 30 years. I grew up with them, we did so much together. I remember going to a place called Niagara Falls (just over an hour drive from where I'm located in Canada) almost a dozen times a year. We shared great memories. My grandfather taught me life lessons, he taught me how to swim, ride my bike, and be a special person. My grandmother is a very fun person to be around, and has always been there to comfort me when I needed it most.
My grandmother has always seemed to be depressed, she couldn't sleep at times. I never thought it would have escalated to what it has today. She asked my grandfather for a divorce just over a month ago. Their house is on the market, and my life has been falling apart right infront of my eyes for as long as I can remember. We talked and I told her, "as long as I see you both, and you stay in my life, it won't change a thing". As far as I know, some comments were made about my grandmother that were hurtful, and I can understand. In just a weekend's notice, she's moving halfway across the country (to Nova Scotia, Canada. I live in Ontario, Canada) to attend her mother's (my great grandmother's) last years. She is moving there permanently. She told us she would visit us every several months. I can't watch my family break apart right infront of my eyes like this. It's too hard to cope with. All of these great memories together hold my childhood together, give me something great to remember and cherish my whole life... gone.
What can I do to convince myself everything is going to be ok? What can I do to keep my mind off of this?
Thank you in advance.
