This is being republished off Project Defending Life’s Facebook Page:
2012 was a rough year. I was engaged at the beginning and a broken woman by the end.
My engagement didn’t last long, and I was left as a single mother to my son, Triston. I fell into depression for 5 months, developing anxiety on top of that. On Mother’s Day I started going to church, hoping that would fill the void I felt… but it didn’t.
July 14th, I met a guy who I thought was the answer to my prayers. He was tall with an amazing smile, and dimples. We hit it off the moment we met! I felt no need to keep anything a secret from him; he accepted me and all my baggage. He treated me the way my ex-fiancé never had- I felt beautiful, wanted, and happy.
A month into our relationship I found out…
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