Brooke, This Is me.

I’m sitting here in my rocking chair with a cup off coffee. I don’t really know how to start this off, but this feeling is exploding inside my chest. 

I think I can start this off like this,

• Boy meet’s girl
• Girl likes Boy
• Boy likes girl
• Boy asks girl out on a date
• Girl accepts and goes out with Boy
• Boy and Girl start dating
• 4 happy months into our relationship, Mom start’s hating Boy
• Boy and Girl have to painfully break up
• Both realize that they should be together
• Boy and Girl date behind Mom and Dad’s back
• 6 undercover months of dating
• Boy drops to one knee and presents girl with engagement ring
• Girl Accepts
• Thus girl is here typing this blog.

I severally want to talk to my mom about this, we have always talked about everything. But it feels as if we are drifting apart. NOTE: any comments, asking how old I am and telling me i’m young and stupid and that it’s a very big decision, ect. You really don’t understand what I have been through. I had to grow up at 11 years old when I was diagnosed with Chronic Depression after my grandma died, my grandpa abandon me and became engaged a year later without telling me, and my dad was busy working in a garage for 16yrs of my life, I held my mom every time she cried, and I have the scars to bare to from a razor blade at 11years old. I trust people as much as I can, but relationship wise, I have let only 2 people get close to me. The other person besides the person I am engaged to, let’s name him Bob. Bob and I dated for a year and two months, the only reason Bob and I broke up was because I moved to Florida. Bob and I are still amazing best friends. Now lets give my Fiancee a fake name as well, How about Tom? 

Tom is always here for me, and I have never been more certain in my life with who I do not want to be without. As for right now, I just wanted to share the news, Please no negativity.

Much Love,

 -The Undercover xx