Thursday, October 24, 2013

From homelessness to Hillmont to Texas

Well, I know that life is hard..life can be very hard. So, what happened was I was living with my adopted mother, Kim Snowden, and then she decided she's moving to Mexico. I then was living in my car, my boyfriend was trying to help and then one day it seemed as though I was loosing him. If I had lost him I would have lost everything. I lost my kids, my house, my job. So, loosing him would be loosing it all. So I then decided to kill myself. Had a note written and then took a bottle of inderal. Next thing I remember I am laying in a hospital bed throwing up over the side rails. Then I was taken to hilmont....I was on a 72 hour hold. Then my birth mom came and got me. Now I am in Texas and having my "hobbies" encouraged. I'll try to keep y'all up to date

Friday, January 20, 2012

Being a single mom

OK, hey there..I am currently going through a big change in my life. In a matter of a couple years, I found someone I love dearly, had two kids with him, then in just a matter of a few HOURS my world....my life...was totally stripped away. I was not sure if at first he was serious or not. But when it set in, I found out he was! I did not understand at first why he wanted the divorce or why he didn't want to seek help. Now, I can tell you my opinion. 


My opinion on the why..because I still don't know exactly why. The biggest issue is he likes to play video games and wanted to do that all night and sleep all day. I believe he feels that if he is working, he shouldn't have to help with the baby (at the time it was only one), help with the chores or do anything with me. I felt differently. He then felt that I did not let him go out or do anything he wanted to do, when yet I always let him go out and do whatever. All I ever wanted from the man that I love was to be there for me, love me and want to do things with me outside of the house. 


Apparently by the time I was pregnant with the second child is when the "change" came. So, a little bit about that...I was dealing with my placenta separating from my uterus so then I was told I have a 1% chance of taking the baby to term. Nice thing....I went to 39 weeks! So, dealing with the emotional stress of that knowledge I was dealing with knowing he wanted a divorce. I had NO idea what to do. I cried...a lot. 


**Part two to come**