The bitch became a carebear

img_4456Pregnant at 18, it was a big deal to me, I thought my life was over, I was a heavy drinker, I didn’t so much cry because of the pregnancy but because I couldn’t drink or have fun anymore. Yes, I cried like a baby. I used to make fun of the girls in high school that purposely got pregnant once or twice in a row at such a young age. Before my children I was a complete B*^&% (the B Word) I was selfish, I was mean, I  was a  risk taker. But all that stuff is for another day. Looking back on the process of becoming who I am now was difficult.

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