So, after 3 weeks of being married as of tomorrow, I'm finally deciding to make my post🤣

I used to roll my eyes and think of how cheesy it was when women would say, "I get to marry my best friend!",especially when I KNEW them and KNEW they weren't all that happy, but now it couldn't be more true. I never knew I could love someone as much as I did my own child.

Long story short (even though its still long🤣):

I was in active addiction for 9 years using opiates. A life full of stealing pills, stealing money for dope, having guns drawn to my head, losing my friends and family, and even began shooting up. You know, that thing we say we'll NEVER do,right?

I found out I was 15 weeks pregnant one night at the ER, when I was at the absolute worst part of my addiction. My lowest of lows. Or so I thought! You can imagine the shock that I had as I watched my world be completely turned upside down. I went through absolute hell. My son's father/sperm donor, decided to bounce. And I entered rehab for 3 months. I KNEW that I HAD to get my shit together. If not for me, then at least for my son.

I had Mason and my heart felt complete for once. I never knew such a love even existed. ❤ Shortly after I began dating someone who he considered to be his "Dad" while my son was young and got engaged. This went on and off for almost 4 years. But it was 4 years of torture, mental abuse, being basically thrown into a cult, abused, having him LITERALLY KIDNAP my child(with the help of my aunt) which was all accompanied by, you guessed it; another rehab stay as well as a stay in a mental facility once or twice.

I've been diagnosed with major depressive disorder, anxiety and ADD. I'm a strong person. Im proud to say that considering my past, even other than addiction. But this man had me wanting to kill myself EVERY SINGLE DAY. But I stayed for the sake of my son. I wanted for him to have a family so bad.

Finally, I broke free, got an a amazing job, was given a nice,pretty much new, single wide trailer by my Grandmother who had died suddenly from Colon Cancer. Which happened the same week I broke up with my ex. It was the hardest,nastiest way to watch someone die. She was my person. The only one who didnt judge me for my past and was solid as a damn rock. We always had a bond like no other. But I regained my footing, kept pushing forward and even worked jobs at one point. One of which was working in a chicken house collecting eggs, picking up dead chickens, helping run the house etc.

Then, I met the love of my life at my new job and life hasn't been the same since. We're unbelievably happy and I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop most days. I dont know what I did to deserve this man but words will never ever be enough to explain how grateful I am for him and how blessed I am. In him, my heart has finally found a HOME and a safety I've never known.❤❤❤

Now, my son has a father whom we prayed for, even before we ever knew him. We have a beautiful blended family. And after a miscarriage, but drum roll, please........WE'RE HAVING A BABY THIS JULY!!!!!

We got married March 16,2019, at a venue that takes years to book and was straight from a fairy tale. And had a Game of Thrones themed wedding as well, which makes it even better! 🤣

SOOOOOO my point is, a few years ago I was literally praying to not wake up. EVERY. GOD. DAMN. DAY. Being pissed as FUCK every morning when I opened my eyes.

Today, I'm looking through wedding pictures and watching my son and HUSBAND, play video games while laughing their asses off.

My point is; Life DOES get better. But you gotta be sure you're there to SEE it❤

Keep pushing. Keep fighting. And keep being a bad ass woman who takes not shit and takes control of her life to get what she deserves. Because YOU ARE WORTH IT.