I am not the outcome of how my parents raised me. I mean they did a great job but I fucked up so many things. I feel bad for them. I went to catholic school my whole life (pre-k to 12th) I did alot of drugs and partied too much. I ended up getting pregnant at 18 and married to find myself divorced after 3 years. I worked at a crummy job and started do more drugs and living back at home depressed me. I met this great guy and moved in together with my daughter. I have a great job. We are struggling financially but we are happy. We have been together for over 6 years now. I still led a double life. The both of us party sometimes. My parents are now proud of me, but if they only knew how my life really is. Confess ID: ytenrmrm        Posted On: 23-Dec-2008