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At 200 mph, you have no friends

I grew up at a very fast pace and I wasn't slowing down for anybody. As a child, I was tired of being told by the adults what I could and couldn't do. I was the child, yet they were having all the fun. I wanted to have fun too, so I did what they did. I was smoking cigarettes and having sex at eleven. Started drinking and smoking weed at twelve. I was a single mother at sixteen, married at seventeen and wanting a divorce at eighteen. I buried my third child at twenty. By this time in my life, being an adult didn't seem all that fun anymore. I am fortytwo now and can't erase none of the above. So if you're reading this and still at a fairly young age... Slow down. You're only a child for seventeen years and then you will have the rest of your life to be an adult and do as you please.

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Date: 3/7/2015 3:06:00 PM
Glad you survived your youth, and can now share this wisdom. Thx for sharing, nice write, and welcome to the Soup!
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