Mom and Dad,
Your love for me never fails to show when I am around, but I know you are not happy together. I am not angry at you for falling out of love, but I am angry that you pretend that everything is okay. I am angry that even when my door is closed, your voices drift up the stairs, into my ears and make me worry about the stability of our family. With both Andrew and Anthony out of the house most of the time, I feel trapped in the middle of the games that you both play.
In the beginning, you both knew how to hide it well. You both put on a smile and we all believed everything would be okay. You would talk behind each other’s backs to your friends and immediately I felt like I was in school again dealing with pettiness and gossip. Now, you do not even try to hide the fact that you are both at your breaking points, accusing each other, pointing fingers and then asking Anthony, Andrew or I what we think about the situation. As if we must favor one parent over the other. As if we must pick and choose who wins and who loses the war. We will not do it anymore.
So many people have told me it would be best if you just divorced, that it was not good for us kids, but you stuck around, waiting until we are all out of college and supporting ourselves. I do not know if I can admit that that is what is best for me. How can I be shipped from one house to the other every week like some kind of thing that does not even matter in the grand scheme of things? But, how can I not admit that you two are in a toxic relationship and let you both go? I know you would do anything for Anthony, Andrew and I, but what can we do for you?