Don't Judge me! You're not God.

Don’t Judge me! You’re not God.

Once you hit that lovely age of puberty your parents start to tell you about the birds and the bees. Some parents will tell you about it others will learn from school or some learn from friends. I learned from my parents and the school. We all watched those cheesy videos at school or received those awkward talks from your parents. Well I’m pretty sure we have all gotten those talks by now.

            I was always told to keep boys away. Which I usually always did! I never really had an actual boyfriend until high school. I’m sure you all know who I’m talking about, Scott. Yes, he is my first actual boyfriend.

            When we started dating, we started off with my grandmother’s death; he had only been my boyfriend for four days. Yeah, it was an intense start to a relationship. Anyways he met my mother first then my father second. They both really liked him. My dad told him about the country song that had just came out at that time “cleaning this gun’, it was a little embarrassing but that’s a dad for you.

            When my parents found out how old Scott was they seemed to not really care. They cared but they didn’t make it that big of a deal. My mom though would always tell me don’t do anything that you will regret please. That’s when I finally got my birds and the bees talk. It was so embarrassing!

            My parents didn’t want a pregnant daughter in high school; I don’t blame them because I didn’t want to be. But, now I’m a senior in high school no longer the freshman I used to be. I don’t mean that in anyway that my parents stopped caring now that

I’m a senior they probably cared more.

            This is probably one of the hardest things I have to come out with and say but yes, I am pregnant. I have let my parents down and myself letting this happen. I have told my mother but not my father.

            Right now I am lost in my own little world, I’m scared and confused. I didn’t want or wish for this to happen, but it did. I don’t care to hear any of your rude negative comments. I have my own rude negative comments going through my head right now. I’m sure I’ll still get them but I’m okay with that.

            My mother supports me 100%. I’m not completely mad at myself or regret this because babies are blessings. I will be as positive as I can be about this.

            My point is to, listen to your parents!! They know what is best! Listen to those birds and the bee’s talks! Stay safe don’t be dumb like me! Please, don't judge me, you're not God.