Teenage Jen knew EVERYTHING. Who she was going to be, how she was going to live her life and most importantly who she was going to do it all with. Nobody was going to tell her any differently least of all her mother. The amazing thing is many years later, too many to count, Jen doesn’t even exist anymore.
I am not even close to where I wanted to be then. With all of the tugging and pulling, misdirection and detours I have taken along the way. The start of the end was when I was told NOT to marry the love of my life. I was not that in love that the world was rose colored, I was just that desperate to be away from everyone who was trying to control my every breath. I had been 18 for about a month when I married and my life began spinning out of control. Within the next 5 years I was a divorced mother of 3 and no hope for who I had wanted to be.
My dreams have changed and my life is no where near what I had envisioned for myself when I was a Jen. I am now Jenn, a different person, an upgraded version, an actual grown up myself. I hate to admit this, but my mom was right.