Divorce Camp for Kids

There should be a divorce camp for kids. Someplace where they can go and be loved, be happy, and prosper while their parents drown in the morass of depression. It's just not fair that they have to live in the same house as their parents who can barely face getting out of bed in the morning. Perhaps if there were some place like that, kids wouldn't commit seemingly random acts of self-destruction. If there were such a place, I'm sure the court would have my kids settled into their comfortable cabins with temporary parents who love them and care for them without slogging through the house. If there were such a place, my son would not be a walking bandage and my car would still exist. If there were such a place 3 other kids wouldn't be nursing scrapes and bruises from a night of "trying to be happy for a change." Oh the crimes we impose on our kids, just due to our existence. They don't deserve them. They don't deserve any of this. And yet, I can barely exist, let alone be any different.