I am a single mother of one. I just turned 25 and I am going to try going back to school. I will be working on my bachelors degree in criminal justice. I feel like I never got a chance to really grasp understanding of how to run a household, because I was just thrown into it. As I get older and as my daughter gets older, i am realizing how important it is to listen and to learn as much as possible. I have a problem with being prideful and I don't like to ask for help. I am now learning that for me to survive and take good care of my daughter, I do need to ask for help.
I grew up in Iowa and moved to Arizona when I was 13. That is where I spent my adolescent years and I'll admit I made some mistakes. When I became pregnant with my daughter at 19, her father decided he wanted to be involved. After she was born however, he disappeared. Which in a way is good, because anyone who doesn't want to be involved in their child's life is pathetic to me. She is the best thing that ever happened to me and I am trying to do what is right by her. I moved back to Iowa a couple years ago to be closer to my family. This is where I decided to start educating myself and get as much help as possible.
That is the short version of my story.