My name is Megan. I am 32 years old and I am from Amarillo, Texas.
I was molested by a neighbor when I was 8 years old. He got me drunk on pina coladas and he told me they were snocones. I was spending the night over there because his neice was there. I never told anyone.
From that point on I always sought love and acceptance from all the wrong people, places, and things as well as being very rebellious, especially at school.
I got pregnant with Andrew my senior year of high school and dropped out. I got my GED a year later.
I dabbled with drinking, pills, and weed but it was never really a problem.
I met a man and fell in love. While we were together he lost his son to SIDS. He moved away to North Carolina. I found out I was pregnant shortly after but I never told anyone. About 5 or 6 months into that pregnancy I lost the baby, a little boy I named Ezra Blake. I didn't even tell his father that I was pregnant and I didn't because I saw how it destroyed him when he lost one of his...