I am twenty years old pregnant with my first. I am about 11 weeks pregnant and don't have my first appointment till the 14 of this month. To be completely honest in the outside I look like I am holding it together. But inside I am SCREAMING. To talk to mhy mom is to sit here and be lectured and I don't want to be lectured. The father is a complete ass. I was working 13 hour days 7 days a week. And he had the odasity to say it is not his. When all my free time was with him. I don't understand. I want to punch him in the balls so he can never produce again. Now that I am back home with my parents it doesnt make a thing easier. That happened when i was living in Maryland for four months and I moved back down to florida and I have no friends here. No real friends. Now I am just trying to find my place here again and giving my all to not give up. Frustration is on my side but peace of mind is what everyone sees.