Life

So a friend, Sheri :), gave me the idea to post a little bit of history. So, here it goes. I grew up in a Christian home with an older brother and both parents. My parents are still married today. (33 years) I went to church several times a week and at times loved it and at times, didn't really want to go. But I am glad that I continued to go. I would not even know where to begin to think of where I would be today if it wasn't for the youth group. I had a decent childhood. I was mauled by a dog when I was four and received over 100 stitches. I still have the scars and they are pretty noticeable. I have been asked why I didn't sue and get the scars fixed but I think they are apart of me now. I began working at the age of 16. I actually was hired on before my 16th birthday but couldn't start until I was officially 16. I worked at a movie theater. I worked there for almost a year. I started my junior year. And left going into my senior year. I don't know why I left though. I had a rough junior year, or at least thought it was rough at that time. Although, looking back, I wish I would have not handled situations the way I did. I had a couple of really good friends that were males and I just seemed to get along with them better than females. I dated one of them junior year and that lasted a few months. I don't remember exactly. He was the first one that I thought I "loved". He was a good person but we just didn't "click". I don't know for sure but I believed that he cheated on me with a girl that I couldn't stand. That killed me. During all this, my parents separated and I moved into an apt with my mom. I had too many things going wrong and I lost it. I thought my life was "doomed" because the first person I "loved" cheated on me, or at least I think he did and I just figured that I would never find the one for me. I figured I would be alone and miserable my whole life. Oh and on top of the feelings, during all of this, my grandfather passed away. So, I definitely had alot going on. And I was only 16. The time when my life is supposed to be wonderful. I cried and cried for days about my grandfather. I believe I actually stayed the night at the boyfriends house that night. A few days later, I remember being told to "get over" my grandfather's death. How do you tell someone to get over a death? It takes time. Then, after that, I was dumped. Worst school year of my life. I ended up transferring schools for my senior year. That ended up to be a better year. I only had three classes and I worked the second half of the day. I started working at a elementary school and loved it. I worked in the front office. My parents sold their house and moved two hours north and I did not want to transfer schools again so I moved in with friends. I ended up living with two different friends and their families and my grandmother. I don't know what exactly happened. I ended up meeting a guy through my best friend. She met him online and we both met him at a public place. She thought that we were meeting him for her but him and I clicked. Turned out, his mom was a teacher at the high school that I went to and I had her for one of my classes! Let me tell you, it was weird seeing her outside of school. We dated for a few months but after I graduated, I moved up north with my parents and he said long distance relationships didn't work so we went our separate ways. I was upset but it didn't tear me up. I understood and I also believed that if we were meant to be, that we would be together sometime. I ended up moving back a couple of months later and moved, again, with one of the friends that I had stayed with during senior year. She introduced me to a guy that was friends with her boyfriend. I didn't think it would work out cause I was still stuck on the guy that broke up with me a couple months before plus I was casually dating someone else. It turned out, this guy that my friend introduced me to was the one.............................