tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54169945308210653502024-09-09T01:50:38.085-07:00Inside Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03292019449202413196noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416994530821065350.post-64337246486379034902009-02-10T13:36:00.000-08:002009-02-10T14:03:50.535-08:00Truth be told- I have had a rough couple of years. I think when it comes to Family, it's always complicated. Growing up, I looked at the other girls in my class who had perfect, rich, put together lives. Of course, it was I who's life wasn't perfect like that. Let me put it this way- I was the girl who's mother had her when she was 17, I was the girl with the pot-smoking father, I was the girl with the hand-me-downs from the step-mother's side of the family, I was the girl that always had to stay in after-school programs, and I was the girl who screwed off in class and socialized and failed classes because she was never aloud to hang out with friends out of school. There's probably more to it, but that's pretty understandable to someone who completely does not know me.<br /><br />No more complaining, I obviously grew out of all of my "problems" in my life- and created something new for myself. I divorced myself from my mest up family and am now making it on my own. Tuff, huh? No. How about scary.<br /><br />Aside from being completely scared.. about what the future holds, I have found comfort within myself. I don't think it would have ever been possible, especially growing up in the house I came from. The step-mother, who was too young to be one I must say, was very cold and put down a lot of people.. probably because she was not comfortable with herself, huh? Yep. Anyways, I must say I relate with all of the girls that had to go through abuse mentally, that felt alone, miserable, and worthless. I got through those pains by removing myself from the people that surrounded me who encouraged those feelings (even if it meant leaving my family). Those people are miserable with themselves and their lives, and that's why my friend, they act the way they do. <br /><br />Luckily, the mother I mentioned earlier was there for me in my heart and understood everything about me. She herself, had the same life growing up.. but with an alcoholic mother.. and a father who left her. She is the strongest person I've ever met and she is the one person I have the most respect for in this world. I don't think I could have over come everything I have with out her there for me. <br /><br />SO now all that elementary, middle school, and high school life bullshit is over- there's no more complaining, regretting, grudges, and fear. It's time I started my life with the past in the past and I feel this journey is going to be worth sharring to the strangers of the internet...<br /><br />Welcome to my life and <strong>I have the whole world in my hands now, let's see what I can make of it</strong>.Inside Dreamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03292019449202413196noreply@blogger.com1