During my second year of college, I found myself in another bad relationship. He wasn't controlling or manipulative like Mike had been, but it was an unhealthy relationship that affected my self esteem and self image because he was constantly cheating on me. At the time, I couldn't understand what was wrong with me, why I wasn't enough for him, why he couldn't love me enough to stay with me. I didn't realize then that he didn't love me at all. I could have found the strength to leave him, but I was pregnant with my oldest daughter. I had this errant belief that it was in her best interests to try to make things work out with her biological father. I thought she should have both her mother and her father in her life, and I held on to this relationship for far too long trying to make that happen. I have always been an emotional eater, and while I was unmarried, pregnant and stressing out about trying to hold on to that doomed relationship, I put on about 60 lbs.