I masked my anger with drugs and alcohol. I've dated people I shouldn't have, I've done things I'm not proud of. But through it all, my stepdad didn't miss a beat...he took me in and showed me what a dad should be. I got pregnant at 17. Everyone around me told me I was ruining my life and that abortion was the only answer. In the midst of all this, in my head, all I could hear was the social worker saying "this is a flight risk, run, it will never do any good" Those words, repeated over and over again and in that case I decided I would prove it to everyone