I spent most of my time here when I was pregnant. I lived on a concrete floor, in a scary house, with scary men, all alone cuz my boyfriend was in jail. I walked to my minimum wage job everyday while the boyfriend when not in jail found girls at random places to do who-knows what with. I lived off of the food at Tasty’s, and The Pie. I was miserable! Such bad memories, unbelievable memories really. I sometimes can’t believe that I really lived that life. And people wonder why I placed my daughter. That’s why! Does that sound like a healthy environment for a child. Wow, we are both in such better places now. :0)
But despite all this, I intend on returning to Ogden for school in the fall! The school is right across the street from where I dwelt for that icky time in life!I really don’t dwell on the memories when there. But I still don’t like Ogden much. It is just… uh, not my scene. No offense to anyone who lives there.