I’m 16 years old. My parents had divorced a few years earlier, mainly because of my father’s alcoholism. And now, my mother is marrying another alcoholic, and my father, who I felt close to, moves 1,500 miles away. I feel lost and my self-worth drops. I’m thinking: Does anyone care about me? (By the way, I never saw my dad again, and he died when I was 42.) My new step father dies of a heart attack a year after my mother marries him. So, I meet an older guy, who I’m thinking will give me the security I need, and we get married when I’m 19.
Now I’m 28 years old. By then, I had three horrendous pregnancy losses: A stillborn girl at eight months, then an ectopic pregnancy that required surgery, and a premature baby that didn’t survive. My husband cheats on me with a prostitute and is addicted to various sedatives, and threatens me with bodily harm, so I get a restraining order and a divorce. I had moved to a state where I didn’t have friends, I had lost my children, and at the age of 28, I feel like my life is OVER.