It wasn't a dream...

I literally went to bed praying that this was all some crazy twilight zone dream. IT WASN'T!! I have been talking to my best friend and starting to feel like Vanessa's first instinct might be the best one for her...GOD HELP ME!! Vanessa has dreams she has plans for her future. Right now she only has a mass of cells in her and I want this problem gone. I talked to her and told her this is her choice and I will stand behind her no matter what she does. Her life. Her body. I don't know if I am more angry or embarrassed at this point. I have the "perfect" teenage daughters. Vanessa works her butt off, walked to McDonald's as soon as she was old enough to work and got a job on her own! Saved her money and put herself through drivers ed. Went on to buy her own car. Good grades. AND WE HAVE A GREAT RELATIONSHIP. I mean I did everything "they" say to do!I didn't even need "them" to tell me it was natural for me to talk to my girls since they were little! I talked to her! I put her on birth control. I was up front and there were no "off limits" questions. If i thought my girls were too shy to ask i just told them. So how does this happen to ME?! (I mean her) NOT REALLY I really mean me. I am exhausted. It's so funny how you can be 100% wholeheartedly against something. And stand in complete judgement of others until you have to walk in their shoes...