I MARRIED too EARLY

Hey people. Today Dana want to tell you why you shouldn't get married too early.
"I tried it myself and wouldn't recommend it to anyone.
I first fell in love when I was in high school. I was 15, and Brad was 19. He was already in college. He was a stand-up comedian and dreamed of becoming a cool journalist. Though I was still at high school, I looked quite adult and attractive. Apparently, that was how I got his attention. At that time it seemed to me then he was going to be my first and only love. I should give him some credit – he behaved like a gentleman and didn't do anything indecent.
He courted me in a beautiful way, like in my mom's novels. He was like a knight. It was incredibly flattering. We walked around the city holding hands, and everyone melted with tenderness when they looked at us. At first, my parents were against it, but then they decided to get acquainted with their daughter's boyfriend. They were charmed. He came over in a suit, with flowers for mom and a bottle of whisky for dad. He seemed to be very smart and pretty much looked like an angel.By the way, it made me afraid that he would leave me – there were so many older girls that wouldn't mind such relationships. But Brad loved me and cared about me. He even defended me in front of his own buddies.
When I was 16, he asked me to marry him. He said he was afraid I'd be taken away from him. My parents were very surprised and asked not to hurry, because teen marriages rarely lead to something good. But I was in love! Brad's parents approved this idea. They even gave us an apartment as a wedding gift and repaired it for us.
The wedding was quite modest – no white dress, no restaurant. Only our parents, who kept gazing at each other in a strange way, and a couple of friends. And, of course, us. Young, in love and completely indifferent to the entourage. We celebrated it in our apartment, our mothers helped me prepare the meals.
Brad had no time either because of his studies. My parents didn't help me much. In their line of thinking, if I was smart enough to get married, I should be smart enough to figure out how to cook and do laundry.
I hardly passed my exams and went to college to study economy. After the first year of my marriage, it didn't seem beautiful and wonderful anymore. I got terribly sick of the routine. So there I was, on my first year at a college, when I realised that I was really starting to get sick. This time – really. I vomitted in the morning.
I went to hospital and found out I was pregnant. There was nothing terrible in that, it made sense, because we were married. But at that moment I wasn't ready to have kids at all. I was not even sure if I wanted to stay with Brad. I went to check-in for an abortion.
I don't know how our mothers found out about my pregnancy, but they put the idea of terminating it out of my head. They said that they would help and take turns to sit with the baby, and if I didn't agree, they'd have crossed me out of their lives. Then Brad came back. He announced he had got a good job which was enough to support a baby. So I had to agree and become a mother.
I am 19 now. I have a husband, a kid, a home and a potential career. We have two excellent, loving grannies who are glad to sit with the baby, and Brad treats me like a princess. Moreover, he earns a lot, and we can afford travelling, trips to expensive places. He recently bought me a car.
But you know what? I just hate my life so much! I don't like my husband, I can barely stand him next to me. I get really happy when he's late from work. I get disgusted when he touches me. Most of our relatives are annoying, because they give too much advice and can show up at our door at any time. The only good thing about this is my baby. If it wasn't for him, I would have divorced long ago and forgot it all like a nightmare".

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