This is honestly not where I imagined my life going years ago. I had things I wanted to do. I got excepted into college. I was going places. Then I got pregnant at 17. With twins. Me getting pregnant wasn't exactly what held me back from college. It was the fact that my parents made me believe it wasn't an option. The person who got me pregnant is my "husband" now and you'll understand why I say that in quotes. We were dating, but it was puppy love. We weren't in love. He was about to go to a completely different college out of state anyway and I didn't see us lasting long distance. Well our parents said we pretty much had to get married so we could have these babies in wedlock. So he ended up not going to college and I ended up not going and at 4 months pregnant I was 17 getting married when I knew damn well I wasn't ready. I felt very pressured by my parents because they wanted this baby born in wedlock. Pretty much told me my life was over. No college. No nothing. My twin boys came and I love them more than anything. I know my husband cares for the twins but he hates his life just as much as I hate mine. We have a loveless marriage. Its been that way since we got married. We aren't constantly fighting or anything or calling each other names, but you can tell we don't love each other. On the bright side both our twins are heading off to college next year. I'm so proud of them. Like I said I'm happy I had them. I just wish I made different choices once I found out I was pregnant. If I could do over I would NOT have gotten married. Just would have taken a gap year to be a mom, then went to a community College and just co-parented with my husband instead. But no, my parents pressured me into a loveless marriage, and I really wish I understood what a choice was back then and that I had one. This isn't what I thought marriage was. We both work jobs we are not happy with. We don't really talk to each other unless we have to and our conversations are pretty dull. We don't even sleep in the same room and we haven't for 5 years. The guest room became my room. I just hope my boys makes better decisions then me and get to live their life to the fullest.