When my mum left my dad, I began to realise everything is not as easy as it seemed. Things where a lot harder starting at a new school, starting as the new kid and trying to make new friends. At this stage I was 9, and this is the biggest thing I’d ever done. Eventually everything settled down although the first few days were exhausting.
Just as I had finally gotten my head around school another stressful event popped up custody sharing. I felt like a piece of rope being tugged on and thrown back and forth. It was finally finalised as, a weekend at dads every fortnight then a week during the school holidays. This was the hardest thing to try and do full stop the constant thought of what week will we see dad in the school holidays was cruel and would play on my mind all the time, I loved spending time with dad all this custody stuff was too much for me I would dread not seeing my favourite man in the world. My dad and I have been close ever …show more content…
He was always off doing something for someone else, he explained to me that if he didn’t do this then we wouldn’t be able to come see him anymore I have never really understood what he meant but I know that this man always had reason for what he does. Even though I was a young age I had taught myself to cook dinner for my brothers, dad and I, while dad was off working. I would distract myself from what I was dealing with also by cooking. Dad is a brilliant cook and so I always feel at home in the kitchen. Cooking is the thing I go to, if I have things on my mind I