Coming down is the hardest thing…

I initially named this blog how I learned to fly. Tat title would imply that I am indeed flying.  But that’s not quite right.  I’m still learning and as different trials and stressors come my way, I see that.  

Rawness. I’m about to be raw and honest. I’m sure that no one reads this unless its a fluke, but still.  

I think my parents are getting divorced soon.  I can just feel it.  Something is not quite right and the tension between them is… thick.

Just writing that kills me but I can not deny it. my dad is sleeping in the guest bedroom right now. I don’t know why, but he is.  I’m not sure if my parents have really talked today.  I don’t know what to do. I know that I can’t do anything but I am already blaming myself.

Lord help us.