Decades 10-20 page 2

In my teen years 13 -16 I began to share the things I saw about people by pretending I was reading it in a deck of cards.  I did not want anyone to think I was crazy. I did not understand why I could see events for others but, not for myself.After I married at 16 I did not talk about this ability to my husband.
To this day I do not know why he wanted to be married. He came and went as he wanted. He traveled with his job. My son and I became close because we were left alone so much. Money was in short supply. We would have to go to big conventions in major cities. The first one was in Dallas, Texas. My sister loaned me clothes to wear. Once again I was self conscious about clothes. I was 16 and the other wives were women with children. I did not have any thing in common with them. It would be years before, I realized why they were bitchy, they were jealous. All I knew was that I did not fit in again. In my eyes it was my fault because, I was beginning to feel very stupid.
Due to our age difference he was 22 years old and he would joke about it. He would say ” marry them young and raise them right”. He thought he was being witty. I would be embarrassed but did not know what to say. All his cruel jokes were put downs. Another one was, when I reached 40 he would trade me in for two 20’s.  I accepted his behavior as normal. I felt trapped and alone. There was not a support system that I could go to. I had my son to think about. It would be years before I knew I had to get away.Since I only had an eight grade education I decided to go back to night school for my GED. That is the same as a high school diploma. That really made me feel good about myself. I really wanted to go to college. Teaching was my passion. I would teach the children in my large family. My family did not like him due to his rude behavior around them. At family events he would read a book and would only stop to eat.
He was about 40 pounds over weight and I weighed about 103 pounds. If I gained more than 2 pounds he would hound me to lose it. I lived on 900 calories a day for 18 years. I was a petite size 2. He would cook lavish meals but I was supposed to only taste. This would be the cause of many fights over the years. My favorite was pizza but I could eat only 1 piece. Why did I put up with him? Fear of the unknown. My whole life had been ruled by fear.
I was so ashamed of having the twins at 15 years old. It hurt my daddy and he felt shame too. I would punish myself for many years because of the twins. I hated myself and could not bear to look into a mirror. Ugly was all I saw. My mother’s and older sister’s teasing was why I had gotten pregnant. It was stupid and childish. I married to get out of my home.
In my dreams my life was going to be really great.