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My second child. I had matured to the old age of 19 by now. I still had not thought things through at this point in my life. I divorced the first two 's dad when #2 was 18 months old. He was abusive. He would come home drunk and beat me for everything bad in his miserable life. I learned at this point that I was not a punching bag, so off I go with two small kids. there again a choice. Our choices are what our life is made of.