I'm really freaked out
I grew up in a pretty religious family. We went to church every Sunday, my Dad was involved in the church leadership, and my Mom would read us devotions every morning before school. Then my Dad died, and everything changed. I didn’t really know what I thought about church, and especially the church that our family attended. I refused to go to our church youth group anymore because I hated it. It was full of a bunch of kids who all had the same goal in life: getting married. Sick. I have watched all of my peers in that church get married by age 20, and start popping out kids a few years later. Not for me. I wanted to go to school, get a job, and then consider marriage and kids. Well, my sophomore year of college, I met my boyfriend Nate. Our relationship became serious, and last fall, after 2 years of dating, decided to move in together.