A Peek at My BuZy Bee Story
My parents were young when they had me; my dad was 15 and my mom was 16 when they got pregnant. SO, for me, getting pregnant at 21 was a very "adult" thing - or so I thought at the time.
When my parents divorced my mom began seeking male attention and that evolved into a career choice of stripping...which evolved into selling drugs and dating a guy in a gang and who knows what else. As of today, she has been married 6 or 7 times. So, being with a guy who "treated me bad" was normal and He was better than relationships that I had witnessed, so I knew things could be worse... That's what I told myself.
I was extremely lucky for a kid with a family background like this. I had my grandpa.
My grandpa was an amazing person who was so kind, business minded, strong willed and above all thought I was an angel and told me every day. He was my everything.
My grandpa wasn't actually my grandpa, legally, until I was 4 that was when my dad turned 18 and legally signed the forms for my grandpa to officially adopt him.
My dad had been a trouble maker and my grandpa had stepped up and became his father figure when my dad was around 14 or so. My dad was being raised by his grandmother, a fiery Irish red-head, because his parents had him when they were 14 & 15 and split.
Are you keeping up with all that?
There are so many stories, you have no idea.
I got pregnant on my 21st birthday. I was good girl. I had been off and on dating a good looking jack-ass for over a year that I just couldn't get rid of. Technically we were broken up when I got pregnant. He took advantage of the situation.
When I got laid off a week after going back to work after maternity leave I decided that getting legally married before filing taxes was a good idea.
I bought rings and scheduled a date that week.
Neither one of us took it seriously.
We showed up at the Justice of Peace house, rings on, rolled our eyes as we repeated some stuff, signed a paper and that was it...a normal day.
Skip over 8 years of misery, knowing I should leave but too scared to try to face the world alone.
Here I am almost 10 years later. Finally in-love, with my soul-mate, with a career and planning my dream wedding(s)...yes 2.
When my parents divorced my mom began seeking male attention and that evolved into a career choice of stripping...which evolved into selling drugs and dating a guy in a gang and who knows what else. As of today, she has been married 6 or 7 times. So, being with a guy who "treated me bad" was normal and He was better than relationships that I had witnessed, so I knew things could be worse... That's what I told myself.
I was extremely lucky for a kid with a family background like this. I had my grandpa.
My grandpa was an amazing person who was so kind, business minded, strong willed and above all thought I was an angel and told me every day. He was my everything.
My grandpa wasn't actually my grandpa, legally, until I was 4 that was when my dad turned 18 and legally signed the forms for my grandpa to officially adopt him.
My dad had been a trouble maker and my grandpa had stepped up and became his father figure when my dad was around 14 or so. My dad was being raised by his grandmother, a fiery Irish red-head, because his parents had him when they were 14 & 15 and split.
Are you keeping up with all that?
There are so many stories, you have no idea.
I got pregnant on my 21st birthday. I was good girl. I had been off and on dating a good looking jack-ass for over a year that I just couldn't get rid of. Technically we were broken up when I got pregnant. He took advantage of the situation.
When I got laid off a week after going back to work after maternity leave I decided that getting legally married before filing taxes was a good idea.
I bought rings and scheduled a date that week.
Neither one of us took it seriously.
We showed up at the Justice of Peace house, rings on, rolled our eyes as we repeated some stuff, signed a paper and that was it...a normal day.
Skip over 8 years of misery, knowing I should leave but too scared to try to face the world alone.
Here I am almost 10 years later. Finally in-love, with my soul-mate, with a career and planning my dream wedding(s)...yes 2.
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