Brothers + sisters + moms + dads
Listen. I've been on this binge of watching Brothers & Sisters. You know, that old show from ABC? I guess it's not really old at this point, but it probably started in the early 2000s. ANYWAY, What is it about these shows that sucks me in? Quite dramatic. I suppose I don't have any drama in my life, though. Not really. Once your parents are divorced for 10+ years, things start to shake out and you find a weird, new normal. Things aren't quite as crazy as they used to be.
I didn't anticipate on this being a narration on divorce, but here it is. I was 13-years-old when my parents separated and eventually divorced. The road that we travelled was one of those Class B roads, the ones that have all this rough gravel and cause probably a hundred accidents a year. I remember wishing that my parents would be like those ones you see in movies who split (fairly) amicably and can maintain a decent conversation when they drop off the kids at each other's places.
That wasn't how it was for us. My parents barely spoke to each other. At one point I was convinced that if I got in an accident, the one wouldn't call the other to tell them I was laying in a pool of blood. The entire situation forced me to grow up so much faster than I would have hoped. I took care of my parents in ways I imagine most teenagers don't. I witnessed drunken rages. I heard words laced with poison spit from my mom and dad's mouths. Words directed toward the ex-spouse, missiles aimed to blow up my relationship with the other.
I don't miss that drama. I'm entirely too happy to be out of the thick of things, to not tiptoe around feelings.
But sometimes when that's the way you've grown up, you kind of do miss that drama. You don't want it to envelope you or swallow you whole like it did last time. But you do want to see that other people have drama, too. And that's probably why I keep watching Brothers & Sisters.