Recently, I saw a Ted x talk online by Ash Beckham. She was talking about her coming out story, and the fact that even though she lived as a closeted lesbian for many years, her closet was no different from anyone else's closet. She said, quite poignantly, that we all have closets, regardless of gender, race, sexual orientation or culture, at some point in our lives we all feel trapped in one. Whether we are faced with telling someone we love we have cancer, or telling them we love them for the first time, we all have experienced those hard conversations.“Because all a closet is, is a hard conversation.” I agree with her, and even though I didn't have children to tell when my ex and I made the decision to divorce, I can empathize. I remember my own parents struggle to come out of their divorce closets and tell me at nine years old that they were going to be living apart. I had already known, of course, as most kids do. Still, it was a hard conversation for all of us. Hearing Ash Beckham speak about the difficulty of carrying around a secret made me realize how my parents must have felt when they finally decided to let me know. They must have felt the pressure weighing on them for months, not wanting to hurt me and fearing my plummet into depression or childhood criminality. And I'm sure they felt the guilt of creating a child who would now be the product of a broken home. But inevitably, no matter my reaction or the consequences to come, we had that very hard conversation. It was scary, and it was sad, but it was finally out in the open. They were getting a divorce.