When i was younger i had to take care of my 5 siblings by the time i was 4 i knew how to cook. My mom was never around and my dad left when i was a baby. When i was ten i was taken and placed in foster care i was also seperated from my other siblings except for my little sisster see i was the oldest i had taken care of them ever since i could remember.I raised her until she was ten then they had taken her from me to i was a very scared emotional little girl everyone that i got close to or loved had left. Eventually i turned 18 and the state threw me out of the system i was staying with my friend when i met my husband at first i didnt want to get close to him or even love him but i ended up falling in love with him and marrying him he has never left me hurt me he belives in me when i don,t . He is the only person who has never give up on me i fell like he was sent to me. I did get the chance to find my siblings i know get talk to them sometimes and see them my mom is a horrible person i tryed to forgive her but after i found out that the reason we got taken was because she choose her boyfriend over us i dont have anything to do with her .My husband know,s everything about me and he loves me for who i am and i think god every day for sending him to me i hope that maybe somene who reads this that may have experinced something similiar can get something from this that there is hope and light at the end of the tunnel you just got to have faith.
"Over drinks at a bar my date revealed many interesting details about himself. He used to live on 'the streets.' He claimed to have 'beat Spina Bifida.' He had had a fiancé in Japan who was open to him dating women while he was in the States. After all those amazing revelations I let him know our relationship would not be romantic. As we walked out of the bar he appeared to be suffering from some sort of stomach cramp. He told me he suffered from severe IBS and desperately needed a private bathroom. I have family members who suffer from Crohn's disease so I felt very sympathetic to his situation. I offered to let him use the bathroom in my apartment. After he had finished using the bathroom, he says, 'I know you said we could just be friends and that's fine. But, I was wondering if I could just watch you pee before I leave. I only want to watch.' P.S. — I did not let him watch me pee." -Miranda, 33