Well, when, i was in high school i met my first boyfriend. I was young and naive. That cost me so much of my life. My “bf'” had multiple personalities. He would press me against the wall chocking me and threaten me before he would rape me, if my life was the only one he threatened i wouldn’t have cared. I was scared for my family, whom he threatened constantly but i had no proof other than what he said, which continued for 2 years. After which we already had a baby i graduated high school and was looking for a job. ( i graduated in 2007) I was working at a mall about a year later, i met the nicest security guard. He took me out for a date and a movie but short after that it became clear he didn’t want me around. For reasons unknown he became angry and violent and told me that i was useless. He only wanted me for sex, told me that i should go kill myself. I started cutting. As a final solution i downed a bunch of pills, it didn’t work. A few weeks later i met a man who would soon become my husband and we have been married for almost 2 years. He knows all of my past, every dirty secret, every suicide attempt, and yet he still loves me, why? Because, even though we have suffered, we are still beautiful, if not more so, with our scars, because we have triumphed. We have faced adversity and we won. I don’t care what anyone tells you, you are beautiful.