I always resented the fact that I had to stay with my mother when my parents divorced. My brother, Dylan got to choose who he lived with and he chose our dad. I’m only two years younger and I knew what I wanted but I was treated like a little kid. I love both my parents pretty much equally I guess. Dylan and I were really close, though, and it was tough basically becoming an only child overnight. Even though the divorce was my mother’s idea, she was really bitter about it. I guess she was bitter for a long time, but now that it was out in the open, she didn’t have to pretend. She was also hurt that Dylan didn’t stay with us. In her mind, it should be the family against the dad that “abandoned all of us.” I guess Dylan abandoned her, too. She never tried to keep me away from dad, but there was always an unspoken expectation that I would choose her, and I didn’t. I love my dad and my brother. When I would go visit, we were happy and had so much fun together.