Bite your tongue I say…
It was this month 33 years ago that my parents sat my sister and I down and said they were getting divorced. As a 3rd grader, I was sort of sure what this meant but not entirely. I remember night being chilly and our paper boy came to collect money during this pivotal point in our family. Through tear damp eyes my dad asked him to come back another time. Why I remember that little detail and not many others I will never know.
Going to my Catholic School the following day I prayed that no one would ask me where my dad was. Why they would ask me this, since they never had before I did not know, but that’s all I could focus on. That somehow someone would notice my dad not being around and ask me for some sort of explanation. An explanation that I myself could not give. I didn’t know what the future would hold, but the thing I did know was that I was terrified. There was only one other kid I knew at school whose parents were divorced and I didn’t want to stand out as different.
Fast forward 33 years, 2 half siblings, one step mother and numerous counseling sessions later (and yes I am skipping the bulk of the story as this could take a book not a blog). Things have mellowed, but have never been ideal and the constant mental exercises that I still go through with both parents are exhausting. Every divorce is different, that is for sure. My parents divorce was anything but civil and there were many years of court appearances, appeals and frustration.
I grew up constantly second guessing myself, worried how my actions would be interpreted, not knowing how much to share, worried about hurting someones feelings…being told how I am supposed to feel. It is a lot, it is too much and it is exhausting. Even the best intending parents put their kids in the middle at some point. Whether it’s some opinion they utter or some statement they make off the cuff about the ex-spouse’s friends or family. These scenarios form who the children become and how they engage in their own relationships. No matter how hard it is, keep the kids out of it. If it truly isn’t their fault, don’t offer your opinion when they are complaining just listen and validate their feelings, bite your tongue when a spouse does something completely idiotic. No one is perfect, we all make mistakes and it all comes out in the wash. Focus on the children, not the divorce, most of the time they don’t need to know the intimate details of the marriage and failure thereof. What they do need is love, consistency and support. Trying to keep their lives as “normal” as possible just might help take your mind off wanting to make your ex-spouse look like the villain. No one is perfect and pointing fingers doesn’t make the situation any better.
Children don’t know what they don’t know so you don’t have to fill their head with things they can’t understand or sort out. If the divorce is truly not their fault, then take the high road and don’t talk to them about your ex or soon to be ex, they clearly can’t offer any insight. Before saying something disparaging, maybe ask yourself this question “what do I want them to do with this knowledge” if it is self serving, then bite your tongue and ask about their day instead.