Well, that man I moved in with... That's Mitch, my husband of 5 years.
We met in the summer of 2004. We met online on a site called 'Hot or Not'.com. Unconventional, I know. And then add that I was 19 at the time and he was... 33. I was young, I was into trying new things. My friends said, 'Go for it!' So I did. On the first date I found out he had 3 daughters (the oldest being 5 years younger than myself). On the second date I found out that the youngest one was most likely not his. Met his second ex-wife and two of the girls on the third date. At around a month and a half of dating, his nephew hung himself. That's when I met the entire family, in a hospital, his nephew on life support for about 5 hours. He died, and I met his first wife at the funeral. But enough about the sad stuff. After that I stuck around. Needless to say, both of our parents were less than thrilled. But it was fun. We had odd things in common, and we were very relaxed with each other.
I moved in around 2 months after meeting. We were engaged on Christmas Eve, 5 months after meeting. We had a crazy dating life. My job life was wild. I worked in a salon on Mass Ave. in down town Indianapolis. My boss was an alcoholic, and the other stylist in the salon was very flakey. My boss had gotten so bad that all of the other employees had quit within a year of my working there. It was her and I. Mitch begged me to quit, but I stuck in there. My boss became my best friend. It really bruised our relationship. It actually caused me to break up with him a week before our wedding. That's when I went on a 2 month wild period. I dated two guys in that time. Both were not for me at all, but I really wanted to find someone with less drama (aka no kids). Well, that didn't last. I had my 21st birthday. Worst birthday ever. I don't remember much, but I do remember my best friend making out with the guy I was dating. It broke my heart. She never did say sorry. I felt I deserved a sorry. Anyway, the job went south. I got back with Mitch. Married Mitch. We received full custody of one of Mitch's daughters. My boss was completely unsupportive. She felt that stepmothers were the worst thing a child could have. So I jumped that ship.
In February of 2007 we bought a house, totalled my car, and I quit my job. All in the same week. Talk about stress. But it was a new leaf. A time to start over.
That job. That awful job. That's what taught me to never settle. Never feel stuck in a situation you hate. Never settle for unhappiness. If it's not working, CHANGE IT. If you are not happy, CHANGE IT. If someone treats you like dirt, FORGET THEM.
I don't want to regret any part of my life, a lot of good things came out of it. But it is extremely difficult to look back at that time in my life and smile. The stories I could tell. Ask me, there's some crazy ones.
If you get anything out of this, please, Don't settle for anything less than what is perfect for you! We deserve to be happy.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Newbie
This is my first post. So forgive me if it stinks.
When I was young, I thought life would be way different than it actually turned out. In my head, I would go to a 4 year college, maybe even farther than that. I would be single and live in a swanky apartment. Go out with great guys for drinks. Maybe have a cat. And I was also extremely beautiful, with great hair. Then I would marry in my late 20's early 30's, have 2 or more kids and live happily ever after. Sounds like a movie right???
Well, I watch a ton of movies.
Anyway, It did not go like that. I was so sick of school by my Junior year. I actually switched schools for my senior year (Mom was pissed because they had spent loads of money over the years sending me to private schools only for me to abandon that for a public school diploma) so that I could graduate in January. Then by February I was enrolled in Cosmetology school. (basically, I wanted to be done with school as soon as possible, and beauty school is only 1 year). Fell in love with a guy, moved out of my mom's house into his mom's house. They were both neat freaks (but I do know how to clean from them) so that didn't work out. He eventually tore my heart out.
At some point in there I got my first job at a salon in Indianapolis. (2 hours away from home) My aunt lived near the salon and had pretty much got me the job. I stayed with her for a few months, before moving in with a man I had only been dating a month or so. (Teenage rebellion? I think I was just sick of my aunt) And that's when my not so much drama life went into overdrive!!
I ended up marrying that man. We will pick up later on the story of my life. Because it gets way crazier. But I feel like my new found friends will understand me more if I start from the beginning. A lot has happened in my 26 years. And I feel strong and happy for it.
When I was young, I thought life would be way different than it actually turned out. In my head, I would go to a 4 year college, maybe even farther than that. I would be single and live in a swanky apartment. Go out with great guys for drinks. Maybe have a cat. And I was also extremely beautiful, with great hair. Then I would marry in my late 20's early 30's, have 2 or more kids and live happily ever after. Sounds like a movie right???
Well, I watch a ton of movies.
Anyway, It did not go like that. I was so sick of school by my Junior year. I actually switched schools for my senior year (Mom was pissed because they had spent loads of money over the years sending me to private schools only for me to abandon that for a public school diploma) so that I could graduate in January. Then by February I was enrolled in Cosmetology school. (basically, I wanted to be done with school as soon as possible, and beauty school is only 1 year). Fell in love with a guy, moved out of my mom's house into his mom's house. They were both neat freaks (but I do know how to clean from them) so that didn't work out. He eventually tore my heart out.
At some point in there I got my first job at a salon in Indianapolis. (2 hours away from home) My aunt lived near the salon and had pretty much got me the job. I stayed with her for a few months, before moving in with a man I had only been dating a month or so. (Teenage rebellion? I think I was just sick of my aunt) And that's when my not so much drama life went into overdrive!!
I ended up marrying that man. We will pick up later on the story of my life. Because it gets way crazier. But I feel like my new found friends will understand me more if I start from the beginning. A lot has happened in my 26 years. And I feel strong and happy for it.
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