Finding Paradise
Being a teenager was tough enough, not to have your parents fuck everything up for you even more. When I was 15 they decided to divorce. We had a good life, lived in a nice suburban neighborhood, always travelled to some amazing places for our summer vacations, and I had a close-knit group of friends. When my parents separated, we stayed with mom in the house, so there was continuity, but the next year all was lost. For whatever reason she decided to move my younger sister and I across the...