Isn't it funny how being a kid in a broken home never really leaves you, and you never really get to stop dealing with it day to day. I know you just have to get over it amd move on, but boy, when it crops up it really knocks you around emotionally, just as much as it did when the s**t first hit the fan.
With my parents it always comes down to money, and it sucks because no matter how much you try to avoid it, you always end up getting stuck in the middle. You find yourseld defending each of your parents to each of them, and creating a web of bullshit to justify each of their actions, when all you want to do is say "F**k it, you guys deal with it, I don't want to know about it!" Unfortunately it can't work like that, particularly when you are planning a wedding that parents are helping pay for. Which is so much of a help, and you really appreciate it, but at the same time you almost wish that you didn't have to ask them for money, because you know that one of them or you is going to end up in tears about it.
Fun fun! Interesting how the kids don't get a choice in the seperation, but they are the ones worst affected by it. The parents always have someone to hate and blame (each others) and the kids...well they have no one to blame...so they blame themselves.