My parents split up. Yeah, I know. Weird way to introduce myself. But, I would say it's the most important thing happening right now. I mean, it's kind of a big deal.
I don't know the exact reason why. Which sucks. My mom likes to cry and say that my dad left us. Which I'm sure he did- but, I don't get why she's crying. It's not like he is a good guy.
He liked to act like he was my moms savior.
My mom had me when she was fifteen. She says it was a pleasant surprise, but who is pleasantly surprised by a baby at age fifteen? I'm not saying she doesn't love me-I know she loves me. I'm just saying that my timing kind of... sucked for her.
And no- my dad hadn't always been around. He left my mom for the first five years of my life- years I don't really remember. But, when I was five he came back, and has been here ever since.
Sometimes, I wish he hadn't been. I know my mom only stayed with him for me. She thought it made me happy. It doesn't, though. Simply because she is so unhappy. She's still young, she shouldn't have to stick around with some asshole guy just because he got her pregnant at an absurd age. But she stuck around with him. For me.
That doesn't really explain the crying. I guess it might be sad when someone leaves you like that, but, I would think she would feel more free. I mean, she can do almost whatever she wants now- she can date whoever she wants. Knowing who my dad was, it seems like a gift that he left her.
She doesn't know that I know, though. She has always tried to paint this perfect picture of him in my head. I'm 14. I listen when they're arguing at midnight. I'm not stupid. I get the whole protecting your kid thing but... cmon mom.
Anyway, I think I've filled you in enough.
My name? Olivia Rae Robbins.
I go by Liv. Or Rae. Except for the fact that my mom calls me Olive- really weird, but she's my mom.
Anyway, the whole point of this was to... tell someone what's happening. I don't know that anyone cares. But, if you do, come along for the ride with me.