So after my daughter turned a year old, i got into a bad car wreck. My daughters father who was also my fiance left me right after. I lost my car. And soon after my job and house.

I got stuck on some drugs. Started having a terrible drinking problem. I tried to commit suicide in Jan 2018. Was sent to a mental hospital and got help. I then went to live with my aunt who helped me detox from the drugs and drinking. I signed over temporarily custody of my daughter to my parents and while im the hospital they took her from me permanently.

I was in the process of trying to win her back when i met my fathers son. I didnt realize it at the time but he was so toxic. Not toxic like he beat me but toxic like he was selfish, a liar, cheated over and over again. I got pregnant with our son in March of 2018. I know, barely enough time to get to know each other.

Now before i say this please do not judge me- i didnt want my son. I didn't know his father well and the last thing i wanted was to be a single mother to two kids. I wanted to get better. I wanted my daughter back full time. I wanted to find the right person for me before i even had another child. I wasnt ready.

But over the few months i have fallen in love with my son every day. I know that this was Gods plan. My son saved me. If it werent for him id still be jumping from couch to couch, snorting coke, drinking bottles of henny. He saved me. He helped me see that i am worth something, that i can be a single mom of two and that i am so damn strong. He helped me realize that him and his sister are the only two things i need.

I just had to post this. Thanks for reading!