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Stop crying.
Forget the asshole exists.
Call my dad.
Call Joy.
Schedule an appointment with an OB.
RESEARCH!!!
Live my best life as a single mom.
Give my baby the best life.
FORGET MEN!!!
There. Now, I can do it.
I know, what an “impressive” list, but I already had one of these made at fifteen years old, and I have crossed off nearly every point I had on there. I graduated high school with honors. I got into the best university in America. I work for the one of the most accomplished pathologists in the world and I even had that picture-perfect man…but look what it got me in the end…
A lab full of broken glass and a positive pregnancy test…