The Family Split

When I was little, my dad was my best friend. Whenever he had a day off we would do something fun and everything was happy. When my parents started having problems, my dad and I would go on "estimates". An "estimate" is when my dad would tell my mom we were going on an estimate for work and then my dad and I would go shopping instead.

My freshman year my parents got divorced. I thought it was a good thing because they fought everyday. Once they had a big fight when we all went on a picnic down at the Orland river and my dad got so mad that he walked all the way home to where we lived, the Gilpen rd. So after my parents got divorced my dad and I moved into an old summer house of one of his friends and we lived there for about 2 years. I loved living with my dad there. we would walk down to the Orland market and eat macaroni salad and talk about our day.

Then my dad started telling me that he wanted to start dating again and I told him I thought it was great idea. So he met a woman ( I don't know where) lets call her Bailey. So my dad and Bailey went out for a while and she was so nice to me. For my 16th birthday she gave me $200 and took me shopping. Then Bailey and my dad broke up. Apparently Bailey was a complete nut job. She lied to my dad about being pregnant. So that was that.

Then about a year later, My dad met my step mom and the got married 4 months they started dating and now they are expecting a baby girl. I'm glad that my dad is happy but ever sense he met my step mom, I feel more and more distant from my dad and I feel like I lost my best friend and I feel like I'm being replaced by this new baby.

I'm currently living primarily with my mother and with my boyfriend on the weekend and during school vacations because my dad told me that I need to move out of his house because he could see that I wasn't happy. So that's the story. I still love my dad very much and I wish that we could be as close as we were, but i just don't think that's going to happen.