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Posted by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:16 PM
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What's yours? I find this stuff to be interesting.

I dated a guy that my parents totally hated and tried in all ways to stop us from seeing each other. In all honesty, he wasn't my type, but my parents didn't like him and i was in my rebellious stage.Eventually my parents gave up and said that it was ok but would've liked for me to get on BC. I went to that appointment and that's when I found out i was pregnant. I was 17 years old and my parents kicked me out.

It was perhaps the best and worst thing that could've ever happened to me. I married my boyfriend, slept in cars, hotels, and eventually stayed with his family towards the end of my pregnancy. It forced me to grow up a lot. When my little girl was born, my whole family changed their minds about the situation and welcomed my DD to the family. I moved back with my parents by myself when i realized my husband was not a conducive role in my DD's life.

I turned my entire life around. I now have my own place, an amazing boyfriend (I got divorced in december!) who takes care of both me and my daughter, and have talked about having another little one.

i was young when I got pregnant and obviously had some growing up to do but I did it! So anyone who shoots me a dirty look for being a teenage mommy, can suck it! lol I did everything I needed to provide for my daughter and myself on my own.

It's been a rough road i've chosen, but i wouldn't change it for the world! How about you?

by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:16 PM
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Bmat
by Barb on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:19 PM

I am glad to hear that you are happy with your life now. :)

svnamom18
by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:24 PM

 THANKS!

Quoting Bmat:

I am glad to hear that you are happy with your life now. :)

 

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by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:27 PM
Aw, yes the story.. I'll try to make it short... Well, when I was 22, I decided that my family wasn't good for my life, hitting, yelling, drama. I 'ran away' from home you could say, I moved and no longer had contact with my parents. It was hard, it was so scary, to have no one there, I was going to college during the day and interning in a law office. At night I was moon lighting at a bar serving drinks. Thats where I met him. The DJ (which they say you can't meet anyone in bars lol!) He was filling in for a friend, and lived 3 hours away. That was it, we fell in love and two years later where married with DS on the way. Its amazing how I look back at my strength. I did it all with out my family, in fact, they met my son when he was 2. I've slowly let them back to my life, but have set clear boundaries. They have changed too for it, by me cutting them out, they forced them selves to get to counseling and always praise my parenting, saying that I've even helped them with the younger ones at home. I have an amazing husband, sweetest in the world, and my son has changed my life... I never knew love until I met him, never knew it could go so deep. And, thats, it, thats my story. :)
dosthepost
by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:31 PM

Eh... daddy problems, momma problems, boyfriend problems, then I became pregnant at 17 and married... still married, still happy. I just don't like dwelling on my story. It didn't make me me... it taught me about the me I didn't want to become.

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Jaimielee317
by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:47 PM

Oh man my story geez, ok here goes.  I was kicked out of my parents house when i was 16 cuase i was a drug addict. Met a man who brainwashed me he was 34 he kept me high made me think i was crazy beat me blah blah blah.  I finally got away from him, was still additced to drugs, moved into a little trailer wit my friend, we had No running water, no electricity, nothing just a place to sleep and get high. while living in the trialer my friends new boyfirned lived 2 doors down along with his borther and parents (ina house).  Needless to say we were all drug addicts. met her boyfriends brother and we started dating fell in love, a month later I was prego. Got clean right then and there, spent the next 9 months trying to find an apartment, whihc we did, he was working I was going to school. DS was born and wow!! My son saved my life! If i would have never gotten pregnant I prolly would still be ond drugs or in jail. Been clean for almost 7 years now and Ds with be 6 in august!  I have a wonderful life we got married and are lving a dream life!

MaKettle87
by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:50 PM


Quoting dosthepost:

Eh... daddy problems, momma problems, boyfriend problems, then I became pregnant at 17 and married... still married, still happy. I just don't like dwelling on my story. It didn't make me me... it taught me about the me I didn't want to become.


i love that!  I hate it when people dwell on the past and say oh I was molested so now I'm going to be an idiot who doesnt care about myself.  Too many people let the past take control of their lives.  Instead, they need to take control of their lives and rub it in everones face because you are they way you are because you choose to be that way.  I've had some hard times and felt like I couldnt make it another day because either someone has done something to me or something financially has happened to me and I'm still going to live my life to the fullest and do what I can to make sure noone hurts my children how they hurt me. 

 

barrier
by Bronze Member on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:52 PM

:) happy stories, mine is just plain and boring. plus i dont feel like typing, but here is a bump so more stories get posted

dosthepost
by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:52 PM


Quoting MaKettle87:


Quoting dosthepost:

Eh... daddy problems, momma problems, boyfriend problems, then I became pregnant at 17 and married... still married, still happy. I just don't like dwelling on my story. It didn't make me me... it taught me about the me I didn't want to become.


i love that!  I hate it when people dwell on the past and say oh I was molested so now I'm going to be an idiot who doesnt care about myself.  Too many people let the past take control of their lives.  Instead, they need to take control of their lives and rub it in everones face because you are they way you are because you choose to be that way.  I've had some hard times and felt like I couldnt make it another day because either someone has done something to me or something financially has happened to me and I'm still going to live my life to the fullest and do what I can to make sure noone hurts my children how they hurt me. 


yeah, I mean, to victimize yourself after being victimized seems... dramatic... to me. Really, you have to rise above the bad things in your life and walk all over them... it's the only way to live a full and happy life.

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Trinity12.06.08
by on Mar. 6, 2010 at 4:55 PM

I grew up in foster homes most of my life. I was adopted at 13 (it will be 11 years since my adoption on May 1st). I lost my virginity at 17 with someone I ended up dating for 4 years. It was an emotionally draining relationship due to him constantly accusing me of cheating on him. He thought I was sleeping with all of his friends, people I didn't know, and even his older brother. Eventually he turned out to be the one cheating, so I left him. I ended up moving almost 200 miles away to get as far away from him as possible. 

I met someone else after moving is 2005, and started dating him. This lasted for about a year and a half. He was EXTREMELY emotionally abusive. He would drag me down and make me feel lower than dirt. Not to get into any details because it was a very painful time in my life, it got to the point when I moved back home to NYC because I was planning my suicide. He ended up driving almost 4 hours man times a month crying on my doorstep, at my job, at my parents house, begging for me to give him a second chance. He said he was sick and he needed help, but he needed me. He told me his life was meaningless without me so eventually, I caved and gave it one more shot. This was March or 2008. I got pregnant the weekend we "started fresh". 

9 months later we had a baby girl. We fought a lot. Yelled and said hateful things towards each other. It was unhealthy. For me and our daughter. I gave it my all for almost a year and got nothing in return. So I ended it with him. Again. I guess it pissed him off to the point of having the locks changed on me (we were still sharing an apartment until I found a new one) before I moved out, called the police and feigned hyperventilation saying I was throwing things at him and he feared for his daughters safety. My jaw hit the floor and so did three large garbage bags of my belongings. 

I didn't see my daughter for a month due to him falsely filing for an order of protection and taking me to court for sole physical custody. This was August of 2009.

I kissed ass like never before to get him to drop the order of protection and get rid of the court stuff. It worked. 

I am now living without him with 3 roommates who love having my daughter around. She doesn't spend the night here because there isn't enough room but she visits daily. Two of my roommates, who happen to be dating for 3 years, just recently bought a 3 bedroom house and invited me to live with them. I accepted and we are all moving on May 1st, the anniversary of my adoption. 

I now know that life will be OK, with our without my daughters father in my life. I do love him and always will, and wish things could have been different, but all that matters to me is the health, safety and happiness of my daughter. :)

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