Andrew and Alcohol

I shall open with the incredibly clique statement of:
Wow, summer has been going by soo fast!
I hate to be cookie-cutter, but the statement is very true. In a mere week, it will be HALF over....oh goodness.

So what is new?
I will start with the most recent event, which will lead into the other two. A few days ago, my mother and father had a meeting at a local park. When my mother told me she was going to meet dad there, I thought it was particular. My mother is quite the overanalitical head case; therefore, they have had many long discussions in the past, but all of them took place in our house. Upon returning home, I tried to read their expressions for any sign of distress, but I didn't see much. That was until my mother lowered the boom: She announced that they were getting separated, per my father's request.
I was blown away. I have known that my parent's relationship was rocky for a longtime. Four years ago, my mother began going to these "abuse" support classes and since then she has been truly messed up and it has caused havoc in our family. Therefore, I was not horribly surprised when she made the announcement....it was rather HOW she said it that surprises and upsets me. She did not come to me, as her child who would be profoundly affected by this, as a united front with my father. In stead, she blurted it out out of anger, after my father specifically told her that we kids were not to know. She was so insensitive, immature, and selfish in my opinion. I am still not talking to her because of it.
The next day, my dad called me from work ,and we discussed it rationally, as I knew we would. He recanted the statements made the day before: they are not getting separated. However, he outright said that they would not be married if it werent for us children, and therefore he is going to try to make the marriage work for at last two or three more years until Ryan has graduated from high school.
In a nutshell: They will get divorced..just not yet.
I do not blame my dad at all for wanting a divorce, he is completely right and I feel very bad for him that he has to stay in this marriage at all. I love him for staying because he is doing it 100% for us, the kids. He is the best dad alive. But this whole situation leaves our house a very tense and uncomfortable place. My parents openly saying they dont want to be married has completely changed the dynamics of the house. It is the feeling of impending doom that a divorce shall come in the future, sooner or later.
So where is my haven?
1. Andrew
2. Alcohol

Andrew and I started hanging out as soon as I got home from school. First just as friends, but then it turned into something more. He had liked me for a long time and he has turned out to be a very mature and interesting young man. We officially started dating June 3 and it has been bliss. He lives in a townhouse with a roommate , who goes to bed early. Almost every night, I go over to his place and we cuddle and talk until dawn...sleeping from time to time. We are keeping our relationship a secret at work, so that adds to the enjoyment and mystery. He is amazing to me and not in the obsessive, over the top way. He is wonderful in the maturity brings: the conversations have depth, the chemistry is real, the kisses have meaning, and the drama is kept to a minimum. He is my saving grace, especially when my home is a battlefield nowadays. He is the perfect summer romance: carefree, secretive, passionate.

Alcohol has also been my fall back throughout the storms of my family. The weekends I drink are the ones i look forward to the most. The drunken feeling of happiness and no cares addicts me. I am no alcoholic, but I may be using it to nurse some of my wounds. It is one of my few acts of rebellion and I plan to enjoy the escape. I need it.

So I have one healthy crutch: Andrew
and one not so healthy crutch: Alcohol

That evens out, right?