Why I Hate Divorce, Part XXIV

We're smack dab back in the thick of it again, at least it feels that way, and we've had it up to here with all the "He said, She said."

Contemplating the latest communications we've had with our divorced friends (a couple who divorced a little over a year ago), Mr. F made a very good analogy.

"They're like two monkeys in a cage throwing cr*p at each other, but we're the ones that keep getting hit. And then they're going to wonder why we don't want to be around them or talk to them anymore!"

Gotta admit, that sums up and describes the present situation just perfectly.

So I am sitting here wondering if we are at the point where we need to cut ties with both of them, or at the very least tell them they're both on double probation.

We're tired of finding out that things we say are later wielded as weapons by one against the other. We're tired of being accused of partiality, or caring more about one than the other. We're tired of feeling like they're fighting for custody of us.

Of course when the breakup first started, everyone was on their best behavior. We were assured that they didn't want us to end up in the middle. They didn't want us to think badly of one or the other of them. Oh that didn't last very long, not long at all.

I want to shake them and say "what did you think was going to happen?" Did they think everyone would ride off into separate sunsets and that we'd all live happily ever after, somewhere over the rainbow?!

From the outset we knew it was going to all go bad, we saw it coming. Looking back, maybe we should have gotten the heck out of here then. What's that they say about hindsight?