My parents divorced right before I left for college and at the time I was busy enough and emotionally withdrawn enough that it didn't really affect me mentally, especially not as much as it did the rest of my family. It's been 2 years and I went back to my old place to grab some stuff. It was only when I was going through my dad's old stuff that it hit me. My mom worked really hard to raise me, and my family was so connected in my early childhood, I have so many good memories (plenty of bad too, but I've learned to cope with those). After like 6th grade my dad got less and less a part of my life and it was mostly my mom that raised me. I had gotten so emotionally withdrawn from my family at that point (for a lot of reasons) that I really didn't know I had feelings about this. But going through my dad's old stuff I remembered a lot of those good early memories and I'm a complete wreck because that's something I'll never have back and the family I remember is nothing like the one I'm looking at right now. I couldn't even tell you what happened, I guess time just shifted. I feel so many emotions, from pity for my mom to understanding why my dad left, nobody's in the wrong and that's why it just sucks. I'm a complete emotional wreck tonight and I had to express this somehow. Thank you for reading. I don't know how to cope with this feeling of change when it all hits at once like this.