understand why every birth control I tried wasn’t working when I followed all the directions and did everythingby the book. At one point I blamed them for me getting pregnant and told them that they were lying to me and giving me fake birth control. Sounds super silly to me now but growing up with absolutely no direction and physical and mental abuse I had no clue about life which made things more intense. Talk about living with blinders on that was totally me. Moving on down to my fourth pregnancy I had pregnancy induced seizures and the father had left me so I was a single mom of 3 kids and one on the way. The doctors advised me to terminate the pregnancy and said that it was going to come down to either me or the baby not surviving. My faith was strong and I knew my God was greater and decided to keep my Alizabeth. I moved to a different city to escape my childhood and loneliness only to feel more alone and unwanted. I looked at my kids and felt like a constant failure in their life. I always put them first though and I was determined to be the best hard working, loving mommy and provider for them as long as I was breathing. My body blew up everywhere with this pregnancy. I felt like a constant sick looking puffer fish. It was horrible and I couldn’t stand to even look at myself in the mirror or hear myself talk so I avoided them
I was miserable, devastated and self-love; well let's just say that was non-existent
MY STORY: BROKEN TO BEAUTIFUL 15
Photographer: Saje Photography Hair & Makeup: Natalie