Hello, my name is Amanda, I'm 26 years old, and I was born and raised in a small town in North Carolina. I never really did much while I was growing up here, other than just going to school. While I was in school, I tended to be more of an outcast than anything, and I believe that may have had an impact on my social life and skills today. I participated in a couple of school activities, like JROTC, The French Club, and the Writer's Club. When I graduated from school, I got a job waitressing at Pizza Hut for about a year, when someone started spreading rumors about me and I lost my job. Soon after, I met the father of my 4 year old daughter, Savannah, by chance. A friend and I were at a local dive and we lost each other momentarily when I bumped into a friend from school. We hung out for a while, and then we went to HIS friend's house, who happened to be Terry. He and I hit it off instantly, and not long after moved in together. We lived together for a little over two years, but he was verbally and emotionally abusive... I should have left him way before I did, but if I didn't, Savannah would not have been born. Eventually he actually hit me, and I left when she was about six months old, and I had to move on with my life. It hurt, but I felt it was the best thing to do for my daughter and myself. Since then (three and a half years) I have been living with my mother, trying to make the best of things. I worked at Waffle House up until a little over a year ago, but I was terminated, and now I draw unemployment and still have trouble finding a new job.
While at Waffle House, I met a wonderful guy named Matthew, and I kinda had a huge crush on him for the entire two years that he's been working there. Just recently he and I started a very committed relationship, and now I'm carrying HIS child. We want a boy; he wants to call him Junior. Anyway, he still cooks there, but is currently looking to find better employment opportunities. I don't think they treat him very fairly at Waffle House. He's been there for two years, but he still only makes minimum wage. I believe that God has a plan for us all, though, and I think soon things will start to look up for us. I consider our unborn child to be a blessing in disguise... He and I weren't ready for a child and took every precaution, but here I am, pregnant again. But I still think things will work out for the best. Thank you for reading, and I will be back soon to keep everyone updated! Merry Christmas!
