I’m not using this in the normal sense. My happily ever after for now would be that my dad was back to normal. My dad lived with us and actually loved us. My mom wouldnt be so snippy all the time and would stop stressing. My brothers would get along. If you haven’t guessed already, none of that is true.
None of that will happen.
Not now.
There’s no hope for a miracle anymore.
Not when the papers are being accumulated.
Not when soon I’ll be a child of divorced parents.
I don’t get it. Why? My happily ever after just got scratched out, crumpled up, and thrown in the trash bin.  I can’t do this. The tears, the pain, already it sucks.
I just want my happily ever after.