This time last year, I was a immature 16 year old. I was a drug addict. I had no motivation to succeed. Well, February 16th I begged my mother to put me in rehab after she discovered the demons I was fighting with. Without hesitation she admitted me, and I stayed there for 41 long and trying days. Once I got out, I graduated highschool...a year early.

I fell in love, so deeply in love.

We made a child, and 5 weeks into it, he decided I wasn't enough anymore. I let him go.

Now, I am a preschool teacher. 20 Weeks pregnant with a little boy who is the light of my life. I am single, by choice. Many many guys have told me they would "help me" with my son, but I've come to realize something:

I don't need a man's help.

Everything I have done, I have done alone. I graduated early, by myself. I got clean and STAYED clean, by myself. I finished my teaching certifications, by myself.

The only person I need in this world is my Momma. Eventually, I will find a man, but I'm fine without one. My mother raised 4 kids alone, and we all turned out amazing. She has shown me that I can be strong, and I will be.