Like mother like daughter
My daughter is 17. Shes doing all the things I did at that age that lead me to have a difficult life. Drinking, drugs, dating the biggest losers I could find. She came home last night with bruises on her arm. She said she fell and then covered them up. I've had those bruises before from a guy grabbing my arm hard. She is the best thing in my life. I got pregnant during my wild times and it seriously altered what I was going to do with my life. I love her beyond words and I'm so grateful to have her. I would never change that. Having her was what lead me to get my life in order. I don't want her to go through what I did. I've talked to her about it but I just can't get through to her. She thinks she and her friends have it all figured out. I sure I thought the same thing back in my day. I know there is nothing I can do to force her to stop. It breaks my heart to see her make the same mistakes. I feel like its my fault. Like I past down some genetic destructive gene.