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I met my husband in middle school (can you believe it) my 7th grade, his 8th grade year. It's funny because even then we were two totally different people. I was popular and knew everyone vice versa and he was weird and was kind of a social outcast. We broke up for reasons no one really knows (his sister) and that was that. I got to high school and entered a 4 1/2 yr relationship, he went to high school and got serious his senior year, we both ended up with non appreciative, cheating, lying, WHORES!!! LOL, but then we reunited on fb through a friend that I didn't even know we mutually had. And that was that, everything happened so quickly. We "met" and started dating in April, I graduated in May, saw him again in June, and July I was pregnant, lol. But seriously though my house was hell and he took me away from there. I use to question myself and God, "Why me? Why now? I was going to college, a week away. I'm 18!!" But then I looked back at it, my mom is the devil and kept me under lock, if I had went off to college I would have gotten buck wilde, partied, drunk (I don't drink), ended up with a bad rep, etc. So I know that He was just looking out for me and blessed me with a wonderful baby boy and the greatest man I could ask for. I may have gotten pregnant at 17, married at 18, and whatever you want to say but I am one blessed and happy 19 year old. How about you?