My friends went to college, and I went to the obstetrician. My friends got to think about, date, and choose who they married while I was told I was marrying the father of my baby (who I had sex with once on prom night), and there was no discussion because he was "willing" to marry me. (I guess I was a whore, and he was the innocent sperm donor?)I've never lived in an apartment alone or with other girls. When I went to nursing school, I could not stay in the dorm and hang out with the other girls my age because I had a child to care for. I lived at home. On and on. Do I believe God has a great future for me? Yes, I do. It's the only way I can keep my heart in the present and not the past. In other words...I am with you all the way, Sis. We are normal women with daggers in our back and hearts. Pull them out but they still leave a scar.