As we may have established in previous posts...I am special. My high school years were hard. When I was 14 my dad was really manic and my mom was really scared of my dad. Mom and I moved into an apartment...Eagle Point Apartments. At that time I was feeling as though it was good new chapter for me. It started out that way. I went to a new school met new friends and a boyfriend.
We fell in love, that first love kinda feeling. I couldn't eat couldn't sleep, wanted to be with him all the time. The first time a boy treated me nice!! I had Bo's in jr. High....there was Justin, Jeremy, and Aiden. I was also rapped in jr. High....but the boy who did it bragged to the whole school that I was just a slut so it was a very bad situation for me. Shortly after the rap, I had some stomach issus and had my appendix out as well as a huge cyst. I was out of school for like a month...to come back to all the rumors, so going to another school was a good thing for me too. However, having a boyfriend proved to be a little nerve wracking.
He proved to be a bad news bear for me. He taught me to smoke, and we were really close. He ended up moving to FL for my Sophmore year and called me to let me know he got a girl pregnant. I was over him after that call. I worked and was going to school, helping mom pay for the bills. Then he came back the summer before my Jr year of High School, and I was under his spell. I overlooked all the cracks I had experienced and felt and took him back. However, after a few months he hooked up with my best friend at the time. The day he told me there was an affair going on he went in and made out with her in front of me.
I lost it. The insanty and pain from loosing my dad, him, my mom to some degree. The stress of all that had happened to me to this point in my life made me crack, and I literally lost my mind. If it was not for Tiffany...I don't think I would have been able to make it through the night. I broke that day.
After that time, I looked for love in all the wrong places....and got involved with a Cowboy Gang called the CCC. The basis of the CCC was/is horrible and I am ashamend I was part of it even in some small way. I thrust all that I was in to God's hands and started working at Miracle Ranch Alot...it became my sancuary, my escape. I went to college while in High School, which is common now, but a new concept in those years. I got most of my AA and experienced a new group of people getting me away from the old group of people that I lost myself too.
The good ol' days are not so good for me. Today I am the happiest I have ever been. I am finally secure, emotionally and physically in life...with my one and last partner... my hubby in the best years of my life!!
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