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... I am one of those children. After my parents divorced when I was a mere two years old, my mother remarried only to divorce for a second time when I was sixteen. ... Are children of broken homes worse off than the children of intact homes? Can the child of a broken home ever say that they had an advantage on life because of where they came from? ... I don’t think that the world today realizes how much divorce is able to affect a child, how much is can paralyze them. ... Commonly, fear of peer rejection is twice as likely among adolescents of divorced parents due to not having enough of a firm ground and sense of who they are at home. ...
Coming from a twice divorced family myself I am perpetually able to visualize and feel the consequences of not having a father or a mother 100% of the time. I will never forget the “parent-teacher conference” that I was forced to endure at the age of only five years-old regarding, as my teacher clearly stated, my “unacceptable behavior.” One day after being invited over to a friends house to play I proceeded to ask them whether they would be at their mom’s house or their dad’s house that day. This upset my friend to the point of tears, I did not understand. I thought all children had two homes, two Christmas’s, two birthday parties, two different set’s of friends. Similarly, I didn’t understand why the kids snickered and asked me where I was going when I walked into my third grade classroom with a duffle bag full of my belongings to bring with me to my dad’s house each Wednesday.


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