I had a comment on my last post that was hateful and hurtful from someone who has never commented on anything of mine, but stated that they have been reading my blog for some time.
I trashed the comment because it was awful. If you have something constructive to say, whether I agree or not, fine. I’ll post it because I know that my decisions aren’t always the best and I look for help.
But because you are an asshole, hiding behind a keyboard, let me clear up a few things for you.
Yes, I did have my daughter very young. I was 17 when I got pregnant and 18 when I had her. I proceeded to become a single mom, shortly after my 19th birthday, because her father used to beat the shit out of me. He cracked a vertebrae in my neck and I decided that saving my life and having my daughter grow up with her mother, was more important than trying to make that relationship work.
Two other quick notes on that (not that you deserve it you asshole or bitch) but I feel very blessed to have had her so young because my grandfather got to meet her, before he passed away when she was three months old and also, I would never regret having my daughter, NO MATTER MY FUCKING AGE.
Being a single mom is difficult, as a teenager, it’s worse. So fuck you and your self-righteous attitude. You don’t fucking know me.
Second of all, let me address you telling me that I still act like I’m in high school for putting out on the first date. Again, you don’t fucking know me. I go out on lots of dates where there is no chemistry, no kissing let alone sex. But how fucking boring is that story and why in the world would I feel the need to blog about those.
You want to judge me for putting out on the first date? Fine, go ahead. But it is really easy to hide behind a keyboard and throw stones.
Here’s a little fact about me that you probably don’t have any fucking clue on, or maybe because it doesn’t fit in to you theory of me, you just don’t pay attention. I slept with my ex husband on the first date. We were married for 10 years and he is still one of my best friends. And before you get all carried away, I was the one who asked for the divorce.
So yes, you mother fucker, whoever the fuck you are, you go ahead and think whatever the fuck you want about me.
I survived a violently abusive relationship.
I was a single mom as a teenager and raised the best child possible. She doesn’t drink, smoke or have sex. She’s got a full time job and pays her own bills.
I was married to a man who I have been able to maintain a friendship with, even though the marriage didn’t work.
I am not perfect. Never have claimed to be.
I don’t always make the right decisions. I have never claimed too.
I love sex. I am not ashamed of that.
I am not pushing E for a relationship. If you paid attention, you fucking asshole, you would know that.
IF YOU DON’T LIKE WHAT I AM SAYING, QUIT FUCKING READING MY BLOG. I DON’T NEED NEGATIVE PEOPLE IN MY REAL WORLD OR MY VIRTUAL WORLD.
This will be the last thought and the last bit of attention you ever get from me.