I haven't seen my mother for seven years, although we occasionally speak on the phone. I haven't seen or spoken to my father for five years.
I never thought I would ever be in a position where I have to ask this question. I have tried everything. I have looked at every angle possible. It is clear to me that there are no solutions, and sadly I now need to know if there is any possible legal avenue that allows me the right to divorce my parents.
Of course it is a great pity that I have to ask this difficult question. I don't want to ask it, I have to. As you get older you begin to see what your parents were trying to achieve and how they went about it. Now it goes without saying that parents are not perfect. No one is. So you have to give your folks a lot of flexibility in trying to understand them. In most cases we will arrive at the conclusion which goes something along the lines that they made some mistakes but their heart was always in the right place and no matter what they did they love their children.
However, some times this is not the case. As I have grown older I naturally reflect on the behaviour and attitude of my parents whom for many years argued and argued until they divorced when I was twelve years old. Naturally like many of us I question the type of people they are and perhaps more importantly the parents they are. What I see are abjectly selfish people. Then and now. My whole childhood was much more about them than it was their children. They would often cite various morals as the rationale for their strict attitudes towards us, when all they were doing was attempting to coneal their desire to make as little effort as possible.
We were under no illusion that it was children second and parents first. There is nothing easier than shouting and threatening children with smacking them to control their behaviour, but this is very cowardly and unhealthy I would argue. My father was a short tempered chief inspector in the police, and he seemed to think that the best way to bring up his children was by adopting what he was taught in the police and bringing that into the family home as a way to deal with his children. It wasn't the right thing to do at all.
My parents were tight with their time, tight with their effort and definitely tight with their money. I have absolutely no idea why they wanted to bring children into this world. I could write pages and pages of this stuff but I won't. I now realise that happiness must be found elsewhere.
I just want to know if I can divorce my own parents.