Well lets see. This last year wasn't the best of times. Moved to a new place with no friends or family, but I had my partner by my side. At first things were going pretty smoothly, we explored our new town and areas, we had fun and all we needed was eachother, but then work was harder to find and well financially we were flat out broke! Couldn't pay rent nor bills. Then to top it all off in September I found out I was pregnant. My first thoughts to be honest, "Holy S***, could this get any worse?" For the first month or so I was a mess. Crying all the time and constantly sad. Eventually, after much effort, we had to move back home and into my parents house. I am forever grateful for their support and help, but once you have moved out on your own, moving back in with your parents isn't the best feeling in the world. I felt like a failure, and my boyfriends pride took a big hit as well. As he feels like the supporter and provider to our baby and myself, he felt like a failure as well. So to bring in the new year we packed up our things and came back. Now having been here for a few weeks and still not finding jobs, things really seem to be down and out for us. So many people say to keep my head up and it will all turn around, but I just keep asking myself, "When?"

I am tired of trying and getting no where. I was tired months ago in our cabin not being able to handle bills, having to ask for money to help, and I am tired now. It's really depressing and hard to stay on track, but I know I have to keep on trucking. What else can I do? Give up and just call it quits? That's not an option I nor my baby can afford. So I keep my mind on the brighter side, try to look at the good things instead of the bad, and keep putting myself out there. I know it has got to turn around for us, it just HAS to. We're good people, we give 100% of ourselves, and one day it will all turn out. Until then I keep a smile on my face and one foot infront of the other.