I let dad figure out my decision on his own and WWIII breaks out in his house when I don't have all the answers. I live on a friends lounge, I'm up to me neck in debt and noone is supporting or understanding my choice. I can't explain it then, but my choice feels right and I'm just going to have to prove it to the world.
I screw up again when I post my news on Facebook before the rest of my family know. They are hideously offended at being left out of the news (which i totally understand) but I really just cant take anymore critisism this week. I hope one person will congratulate me and understand my choice. No one does. I've become the girl who is careless, reckless, hopeless and a disappoinment. Making everyone understand isn't going to be easy.
The nightmares continue, my brother and I form a bond for the first time in our lives (only for it to be cut short by him leaving the country), I recieve constant harrasment from baby daddy's friends and family (or those who know at least) and spend every day fighting for my right to live my life the way I see fit.
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