My earliest memories are of my parents and grandparents encouraging me to always be pretty and smile alot so that I may attract a successful husband. Since I wasn’t smart enough in my own right to be successful.
The first and only relationship I’ve had lasted several years and he was convinced I wanted to be a homemaker to a Marine while living on base and baring children.
To say both were dissatisfied that I decided to go to University while paying my own way through college is a huge understatement.
But you know who isn’t the least bit disappointed?
I’m proud of myself for never doubting on my own morals and strength, or loosing sight of my own happiness to please others.
I’m not successful yet, not even in the slightest. But I am happy, and when I decide I want to spend the rest of my life with someone it will be for all of the right reasons.