Where Does Need Take Us?

Where Does Need Take Us?

I was seventeen years old with one baby in the crib and another one on the way, I suffered from morning sickness throughout the day, and I had a husband who didn’t care about me or the babies he had fathered. In his mind, I was a failure in the kitchen—I didn’t cook like his mother—and I was a failure in the bedroom—I was not the sweet young thing he wanted me to be. I was exhausted, depressed, and uncomfortably big with child. 

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