I was told, “you won’t get married looking like that” and “boys don’t like fat girls” over and over again by my family.
I stood in my bathroom and stared at the positive pregnancy test. Everything went numb.
As I stare at her, a thousand screams echo inside of me.
You're probably thinking, “Girl, you put yourself in this situation.” You’re right.
I didn't learn until years later that I was wrong.
You have to talk about doing the do before you actually do it. I'm totally serious.
I felt awful about hurting my mother. I still do.
It's something that I still carry with me to this day.
But whatever you do, don't get bangs. Please.
Though my heart and soul are still a little broken, I’m starting to be okay.
She asked incredulously, "Your...girlfriend? Like you dated a woman?!" I nodded.
What was the likelihood that I would get pregnant after the first couple of times of having sex?