Looking into my baby’s big brown eyes, I sighed.
As my daughter, Breanna, smiled, the feeling that this tiny life was dependent on me was overwhelming.
A single mum at just 17, I watched my friends living care-free lives.
In fact, I’d been out with them late the night before, leaving 10-month-old Breanna with a babysitter.
But now with a splitting headache, I knew my life was spiralling out of control. I wasn’t being the mother that Breanna deserved.
In my head, cruel comments blared.
‘You’ll never