This is Kaylin and this is #herstory . Growing up, I was the child who was loving, loved to be around family, talkative, and made friends easily. I was also bullied in elementary school because I wore glasses , was skinny, and was a late bloomer, but never really knew why people would just choose me to pick on every day (It was because I had a calling on my life and didn’t realize it until I got myself together). Growing up, my biological dad was in and out of my life. The only thing I really wanted was a connection with him. My grandmother and Nanny would take me and my siblings to church and because of them I knew that church was important and wanted to go to church or learn more about it. In middle school, I was baptized in the 6th grade, but came back up a sinner because I was still doing bad things. I was into boys a lot and I didn’t dedicate my life to Christ fully. During my teenager years, I had anger problems, I was called crazy, I cussed out people thinking it was cool, fighting outside, I turned very disrespectful, spoke my mind, and just thought I was grown. By high school, I was out of control, wanted to be pregnant (thought it was cute to carry a baby around at a young age) , and started to have sex. I was in the 9th grade talking to a 12th grader because it was popular to date older guys older than you when I was in school. My mom always said guys was only after you for one thing but I didn’t listen and I got my heart broken a million times. I met my high school sweet heart in high school in 10th grade and we dated for 4 years. I thought he was my everything but he shortly changed into a different person. He started to hang out with the wrong group of friends and forgot about me. He cheated on me multiple times, but I took him back until one day I said enough is enough. I realized in high school that the people who said that they were my friends was not really my friends. The people who I called my friends in high school, bullied me over boys liking me or because they were jealous. After I graduated school, I broke things off with my high school sweet heart, I got my first job at McDonald's and I went to college to be a cosmetologist , but didn’t go to take my state board test to get my certification because I knew I didn’t want to do hair all my life. I changed majors and went to school for early childhood education. I started to date a gangster, who was in the streets , smoking, and not doing anything with his life. I landed another job at Kroger to earn extra money. So by me being around bad influences, I dropped out of college and quit my job at Kroger just because my guy said he wanted to spend more time with me. My life went down hill after that. After that relationship ended, I dated another guy and he was the most sexist guy in the world, but he was also an opportunist. When I dated him, I started to go to clubs, hang out all night, drink alcohol, drive under the influence, and was just up to no good. I paid for every date me and this guy has ever been on, drove him around everywhere he wanted to go and all along he was saving up his money. He used me because he knew I had a caring heart. He taught me that looks doesn’t mean anything and that it’s not always about looks(I know now that it’s about how a man treats you). I was single for about 2 years and met another guy, this guy was my best friend for 3 years, at the time I didn’t think that would go anywhere. I became a manager at McDonald's and then they didn’t like the way I was handling my shift and fired me. I was the manager that let the staff eat the leftover food that was going to be thrown away , I made work fun, staff was disciplined but I didn’t believe in yelling at people because I once was in their position and by talking to my staff with respect, they respected me more and the staff got the work done. I started to work at Walgreen's and then started to date my best friend. I actually started to live with this guy within a couple of months of us dating. After we moved in together, it was hard for him to find a job. He was just at home playing video games, I was the only one with a car or license, he wasn’t cleaning, cooking , no nothing and not helping with the household at all. My parents didn’t like him and called him a bum. That relationship began to slowly fall and it ended. It wasn't from where I was from, so he moved back to his hometown. Once that relationship ended. I soon after got fired from my Walgreen's job. It was hard for me to get a job after that. I had a little money in my savings account, but didn't last very long. I started to run out of gas money, money to pay bills, money for food, and etc. I was about to give up on life and then one day I was sitting on the bed in my room, and something in my head said that I needed to go to church. I went to church that next Sunday and it seemed like the Pastor was preaching directly to me. I barely had gas in my car but I still went to church. I went to Walmart and got some things that I needed. I got to the register and my total was the exact amount that I had left on my debit card. I was blessed with a job a couple of months later and my check came just in time before my bills was due for that month. No matter how much of a mess I was , God provided a way for me through the worse times of my life. Even though, I wasn't working or had no money, I did not struggle not once. God really had His hands on me. This is where I started my journey with getting back right with Christ. I realized that my best friend wasn’t the guy for me. Even after, I tried to be his friend still and it wasn’t the right choice for my life. I had to let him go and continue to live life pressing forward to a better future. Today, I am single until God tells me otherwise. I no longer go to clubs, drink alcohol, or have sex with boys that don’t deserve my body. I recently got re-baptized in January and made a commitment to God to not have sex before marriage and dedicated my life to Him fully. I pray more than ever and attend church/bible study regularly. God is forming me into the women I need to be. I am now filled with peace and the hunger to pursue God. I could of been in jail, on the streets, living out of my car, but GOD. Thank God for second chances. I never want to stray away or be distant from God again. Thank God for His grace and mercy. That’s #herstory so what’s yours ?