Day 1, Wednesday: The story of your life in 250 words or less (or one paragraph... no one will be counting your words... probably) I went over... just a warning. This is a LOT more than one paragraph! ;)
I was adopted at barely a week old, and for the first years of my life I was raised mostly by my Nana. She moved to live with my Aunt when I was about ten, and then she passed my first year of high-school, but really I had lost her years before that to Alzheimers.
I guess my difficulties making friends started around then and continued through my younger years, always looking for affirmation from others; whether it was friends or parents or even, I admit, boys. I wanted to know that I was loved and I wanted you to show me or at least tell me.
I finished high school a Varsity Cheerleader and mostly a normal senior. I had two very close girlfriends and managed to stay out of trouble and make respectable grades that year. I was accepted by a great school and was excited about all the possibilities moving 800 miles away from everyone I knew held for me.
It was the day my parents left me to start my freshman year, I read a message on MySpace from my biological sister and we started messaging each other back and forth. Speaking to her and learning about my biological family is still one of my favorite memories of my first year of college.
Otherwise, that year was a roller coaster, you could say I went all out in terms of the “college experience”, but I did make wonderful friends that I still have today.
My first summer home was traumatic in many ways, and I realized I would never live at home again. I went back and started dating MP as soon as we arrived back at school.
We finished our sophomore year and stayed at school the following summer. In the middle of the fall semester I dropped out of college. Mr. Paws and I moved to a town about 45 minutes away from our college and got full time jobs. It was a darker time, but I have to say now, I’m a happier, more positive person. I don’t let the old stressors get to me, I’m not worn down everyday by anxiety that I can’t control or explain. My moods are stable. I’m happy. I’m working towards finishing my degree (finally) and I have a great job, and wonderful pups. I am set right now and don’t see life any other way than just taking things one day at a time.
More than 250, so sue me ;)
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