Christina Hansen
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Shattered Brain
I had named this piece of writing “shattered brain” because this is a glimpse of how I think daily and what I try to fight to overcome. I have missing memories, but I’ve tried to piece it together as much as I could for now… to be continued
By Christina Hansen4 years ago in Confessions
A Childhood Memory
One night my sister and I heard our parents fighting through our bedroom wall into the living room. To us this was a typical fight that we heard occasionally through our bedroom wall, but this one was quite different than the other arguments. We heard my mom telling my dad, “I want a divorce from you, I am done.” Those words will always circle and live in my brain. My sister and I being young kids, we didn’t understand what she really meant when she said she wanted a divorce. My dad and mom were sitting in our living room surrounding our fireplace. My sister, Lynette and I had our ears pressed up and glued to one of the side walls in our bedroom so that we could listen to their conversation. The night went by as my sister, and I had laid in our bed staring up at the ceiling in total silence. By far, that was the longest night I have ever been awake through. I didn’t want the time to keep going, I didn’t want the sun to rise. I didn’t want to have to deal with a new reality, so even though I was awake staring at the ceiling most the night I also didn’t feel like I was there in a way. It felt like an out of body experience, even though as a child I didn’t know what those words meant. I knew something was wrong, the tone was different, the way they talked to each other was different. It was all so very different that my brain knew something was wrong and going to be different, at that moment I really had no clue what our reality was going to look like.
By Christina Hansen4 years ago in Families
