I am stuck. I hate it here. I left at 16 because my dad and mom beat me up and my dad kept trying to molest me.....my dealer wanted to kill me for leaving because he 'saved' me from that hell and put me in another one.
So I moved to AZ after traveling around the country for a bit....I loved it out there, I really did. I moved back because I was pregnant.....found out my fiancee' had not 1, not 2.....but 4 other girlfriends.
I wanted family support when it came time to deliver and well, I missed the hell out of my sister. Real bad.
Needed to get away from old friends and past influences because I had just kicked the meth habbit and didn't want to go back to it after the babies were born.
I came back, got my lisence.....worked for a bit..met Klaus.....we got married....
We were going to move then his dad died. Now we have to stay to take care of his mom. I promised Opa on his death bed. I can't break that.
I love his family more than my own I hate to say.......they are so nice. His mom is the mom I always wanted......watched my kids for free so I could work and make ends meet and go back to school.
Now we have grand kids.......can't leave them. My kids start college next yr.......can't leave for 4 more years thus......we just started our own buisness and it is doing REALLY WELL after struggling for years......I would rather put up with snow and idiots than go back to that....so I do think I am stuck.