Hello, here's my story. It's kind of long but ill try to make it as short as possible while still hitting most of the important stuff.
At the age of 21 I met an older man that, at the time, I thought was the love of my life. He sort of "rescued" from a bad place. He was handsome, charming, and he took care of me. We ended up being together for 7 years and tried for a long time to have a child together and it never happened. I was sure I couldn't have kids. Throughout that time he was both mentally and verbally abusive and I found out later on that he also cheated on me our entire relationship. He got really bad on drugs and it ruined him. The relationship changed me alot as well. I developed really bad anxiety and depression and battled that for a long time before seeking help. I finally found the courage to leave him and two months later he went to my house when I wasn't home and hung himself in my basement. That had to have been the worst moment in my life and I never wish something like that on anyone. It sent me into a downward spiral and I lost everything that I worked so hard to build up after we broke up. I drank and did drugs and just didn't care about anything. Fast forward a year later and I started talking to a wonderful guy that I met on Facebook. We decided to meet in person and we fell for each other and I sobered up and two years later, I have a beautiful 3 month old daughter and a loving, kind, caring man and im the happiest I have ever been. I couldn't ask for a better life. I look back at everything I went through and it all led me to where I am now.