Through My Children's Eyes

Through My Children’s Eyes



My marriage was over. I was paralyzed by self-doubt, depression and anger. Then my children reminded me what I was really made of. I was a 24-year-old mother of two and on the road to divorce. It was the summer of 1999 and I never saw it coming. It was like one day I had woke up in someone else’s nightmare and now it was my reality.
After my divorce was final, I began to sink into a depression that caused me to doubt everything I knew about myself. I felt like I had been crushed from every angle humanly possible. I would look into the mirror and all I saw was a broken soul that had forgotten who she was.
I could not see myself anymore, I had become a failure and it was my fault that my marriage did not last. I kept asking myself what could I have done? What did I do wrong? Why me? Everything that I did, whether at work or home wasn’t good enough in my eyes.
I began to go out to the bars to drink to hide my pain. I surrounded mys...