December 14th I was in the hospital for intentional overdose, and honestly it was the best thing that ever happened to me. My close friends and family finally found out what I was going through in my own head and pushed me to get the help I needed. I look back on that and understand very well why I did not die that night after taking the 2 hand fulls of pills. Why something told me to put the 3rd hand of them down and call someone for help. 

I now look at myself and see how far I've come since then. I've got to live life.. "Party it up", go on spontaneous road trips to random states with my friends, etc. 

I feel like I have finally found my place in this world and that is being a mom. No, my child may not be here yet but my god at how much I've grown up just since I found out I was growing another life inside me. 

Yes being a young mom is hard, but I also look at my life and the way it was going and know it saved me from myself later on down the road with the track I was on.