The last year of high school was the toughest time of my life, because I got married, had a son and got a divorce. In addition, of being a new mother; my husband moved me away from all help and support. During that year, he made sure that he knew where I was and what I was always doing, especially if I was to go to my mother’s house or shopping with her. After I graduated in 2007, he then allowed me to see my family more but only on his terms. It wasn’t till that July when he kicked me and our son out of our house. Not having a car or a job, I had no choice but to go to my mother’s house. Because of his action, I had to put college on hold until later. Though all our disputes, I learned what a healthy relationship is. Most importantly, I promised