I will begin my story at the age of eighteen as I feel that is when my life truly began for the first time. My parents were very proper and raised me with Iron Clad fists; not allowing me to date until I was seventeen, however trying to marry myself off when I was sixteen to a forty-three year old man, luckily with the stubborn Irish soul I had, I was able to fight them tooth and nail and win!
I met my first husband while still a senior in High School, later to find that he was the devil in disguise, he was very dashing, charming and full of himself, but I was smitten, wanting only to free myself of my parents and saw him as a way out with the hopes we would have the white picket fence with two cats in the yard life, only to find out I had swallowed a whole lot of 'Alice In Wonderland" pills and would soon find life not to be so...
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