Young & Dumb

My 23rd birthday is in a couple days, and I can’t say I’m too excited. More recently I’ve been feeling like I’ve wasted six years of my youth being dedicated to my high school sweetheart, who’s now my husband. We’ve been through a lot. Next month will make our first year of marriage and I can’t tell you how trapped unwanted and unseen I’ve felt for the past six months. I want out. I told him and he told me no. Word to the wise, marry the right person. Don’t choose to be with someone who puts everything before you. This isn’t how I imagined my life at 23. I had the perfect upbringing, the perfect prom, perfect first car, perfect boyfriend, and a perfect wedding- none of it means anything when I look in the mirror and can’t recognize myself anymore. It’s not worth it, pick yourself first- every chance you get. I wish someone had shared this advice with me a few years ago. My only hope is finishing my degree (I’m in finance) and bossing up on this nigga.