Like many kids who grew up in the 80s , I had parents that divorced. I must have been about five years old when they split up, and ever since then I have been craving stability.

I was an only child , shuttled between each parent, and when I was eight, I went to live with my father and his new partner. It was a difficult time – in the end, I didn’t see my mum for four years because I moved with my dad to America. I went to a lot of different schools – we moved around as my dad was a teacher. I associated the divorce as the thing that had set all this change in motion. If they’d stayed together I would have had a normal life. I made friends, but it was hard and I was drawn to people who didn’t have parents that were divorced .

I blamed myself for their separation, and promised myself

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