środa, 1 kwietnia 2026

How divorce affects life...

 



A cloudy autumn evening. A 16-year-old girl with the unusual name Anastasia sits alone on a bench in a suburban park. She thinks. A few minutes ago, she learned that her parents were getting a divorce. Why? She can't think of a reason. They'd always gotten along great, never argued. Anastasia can't understand it. She glanced furtively at the little boy and his father, strolling along the paths. Something seemed to occur to her. Anastasia's mother had once cheated on her current father with someone else. But that was a long time ago. Would that be the reason for the separation and divorce? No, not really, after all, the girl's mother had left her lover and returned to her family...

Anastasia couldn't find any other reason. She wondered what her future life would be like. Will her many friends and acquaintances abandon her? Will people on the streets in this small town point fingers at her family? And what about her biography? Someday, the time would come when she had to write it. Should Anastasia lie? No, she wouldn't dare...


The divorce took place the following spring, without any fault being determined. Already 17 years old, a devastated Anastasia didn't dare go through with it. She was ashamed. She had no siblings, so she was an only child. She often cried because her parents were divorced. Eventually, it turned out that her father had also found someone else, but he had been hiding his new wife for many years. This was the main reason for the breakup. As a result, the girl ended up living with her mother, grandmother, and grandfather in a big city. Anastasia preferred being with her father, but she didn't dare express her desires. She felt safe with her father. Whenever she had a problem, she went to him; she could cry on his shoulder. He comforted her, gave her advice on how to get through the bad days. However, sitting on that same bench six months later, weeping bitterly, she lost hope for her father's help... He lived too far away. Over time, he stopped communicating with his daughter. He was slowly building a new life with a new woman. The girl's mother also returned to her former lover. Secretly, of course, from her daughter. But Anastasia sensed everything. She knew her parents inside and out, knew everything was falling apart. Every day, she sat sadly on a park bench, reliving memories of when everything was perfect. She cried as she did so. She wished she could turn back time. There came a time when she took all the blame and withdrew into herself...


And now? Now, as she suspected, almost all her friends had abandoned her. Almost all of them. Only one remained, whom she'd met online. They lived in the same town, attended the same classes in high school. They often met outside of school. Anastazja considered him her best friend. They got along great. His name was Jarek. Whenever she needed his support, his help, she'd call, and he'd be there within five minutes. It was with him that she experienced the most beautiful time after the great, terrible event that was her divorce.



The holidays arrived. Anastazja became involved with Jarek. She loved him, and he loved her too. The grown woman had stopped contacting her father; her mother seemed unnecessary to her. And Jarek? Now she felt safest in the world with him. After passing his driving exams, Jarek took Anastazja to the seaside for a few days. They were driving very fast. While driving on the highway, there was an accident. Jarek hit a truck. Both of them died instantly. They had so many plans for the future together, they wanted to get married.... However, sometimes Anastasia wrote in her diary that she wanted to die, to perish in the arms of someone close. And so it happened.


The couple's funeral took place in their hometown. Many people lined the cemetery. All the "former" friends of the adult teenagers showed up. It was clear they regretted turning their backs on them. The girl's father and mother also attended the sad ceremony. They decided to continue supporting each other and got back together. Since the tragedy that befell them, they had blamed each other. They didn't remarry, but instead stayed together forever...

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