I’ve always dated older men. I thought I was cool, and they made me feel loved. Older men had everything I always wanted and needed. They had houses, money, and life experiences I didn’t want to learn the hard way. It wasn’t until two weeks after my eighteenth birthday that I realized older guys could be a young girl’s worst nightmare. My experience with a man I met November 2013 taught me how to love, respect myself and be strong minded.
November 2013 marked a five month journey in what I call my biggest mistake. Meeting Zayne was like living in a dream. He was the most interesting man I ever met. We used sit in his nice little Nissan Altima, and talk for hours. I thought he was a man who found purpose in life. His gentle ways made me feel
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Zayne wasn’t an easy person to get rid of. Holding onto my feelings for him drove me crazy. I’d find myself wanting to be near him at times and others I wanted to be a million miles away. April 2014 a friend asked to help him out by letting one their friends stay with me while they were in town. This was the beginning of my freedom. Zayne took a liking to my newly found house guest. She was a young Caucasian girl, with no boundaries. Something seemed fishy about her so I looked into her background. My discovery was amazing. She was sixteen, a runaway, and came from Nebraska. Fearing for her safety I called the police. Wanting what was best for her helped …show more content…
I spent six days in jail. I spent my days apologizing to my family for the mistakes I made. Embarrassed was only word to describe how I felt. In jail I decided to turn my life around and get back on track in college. I started thinking about ways to earn money legally. Being a Christian I wanted to go back to church. My heart was heavy I hated myself for the things I had done. Leaving jail was the beginning of a new journey for me.
Starting over was hard, because I was scared to trust people with my heart. I knew no man would accept me because of the things I had done. So I tried to focus on finding a new way of life, but I ended up becoming an exotic dancer. That life was short lived because my high school sweetheart helped me get away from all terror and problems I had. Confessing to him was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Open heartedly he accepted my past. We began our bright future with a clean slate.
In conclusion, all the events that happened helped me learn how to love myself. It taught me to never let a man take away your voice. Holding my head high and never looking back makes me feel stronger. Even though I made a mistake Im proud I didn’t let ruin me. Today Im a happily married woman to wonderful young man. My experience will never be forgotten, but I will work every day to help someone like