I was fourteen. Barely even a “young woman” when I met him. We used to say it was fate we met, because circumstances lined up just right for us to meet, and that was what I based our entire relationship on. He was four years older than me, and I didn’t know it at the time, but that would be a huge problem in our relationship.
There was a point in my life where I thought I understood how the world worked. I had a job, I was a student, and my idea of bills had contorted in a way that I believed would always fit my paycheck. But things never seem to go as planned when it comes to life.
I found myself in a very rocky relationship, and after that ended, I felt lost. I fled to the nearest person to be with, and when I had convinced myself I was “better,” they broke my heart too. So, I did what any girl does when she is in pain... I researched why. Why, how.. and what to do. I learned a lot, and I feel it’s best to share all of this information with others who are struggling as well.