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Everyone's life is and adventure in the making. My first introduction to Planet Earth was February 7th, in the year 1991. As far as I can remember, I was coming into an urban, pop-cultered atmosphere at the peak of it's developement.
As a child I was emotionaly and physicaly stranded. Living in a fishermans port such as Juneau, Alaska was isolation beyond belief. I only came to realize this the day my mother decided to spread her wings and literaly fly to Canada. My brother, now 22 years old, stayed behind to live with my dad. It wasn't necessarily Canada itself that won it's place in my mothers heart, but a Canadian. My step-dad's name is Dallas, and a far as bieng a dad goes, he does the best he can for my mother and I. I was two when my biological parents devorced, 7 when my mother re-married, and am now 16.
Coming from a torn family witha brother who was in and out of jail, I decided to temporarily remove myself from reality. The fact that I was an American with buck teeth and acne, didn't go over too well for me in grades 5-7. I was bullied and pucked on, like any other person's child hood story. For me, these things stuck. They stuck like glue, but it was a different kind of glue. It was a glue that would never dry. I was insecure without my daddy (and still am) and was confused about my new one.
The day I set foot into highschool was like stepping off the edge of a cliff and falling into a hole. The idea was to have fun. My 'fun' became drugs and alcohol (as seen on Capturing the Moment: Everybody '05-'06). At first I was experimenting, and suggesting myself worthy of popularity. Then it was habit, then priority, then addiction. This painful placebo lasted until the end of my grade 9 year. I guess it shows you how blind drugs and alcohol can make you when it takes a suicide to wake you up. A fellow partier/friend, committed suicide over Meth (as seen on Addiction: Josh's Story). This was a drug, thank God, I was never stupid enough to get into.
In the midsts of my pain and new-found hate twords drugs and alcohol, which drove Josh to the point of death, I turned to God. This change became more than an awakening, but a return to the girl I was before I began to chemicaly ulter my brain. The Lord saved me from a life of sin and sadness and I can't begin to explain how thankful I am. Making a change like this has helped me find who I really am. I know I've always been a leader, but no I'm a leader of healthy examples. Having walked in the shoes of an addict, with no hopes, and no dreams, has caused me to be an Evangelistic Christian. Meaning I recognize the pain and so badly want to help people by sharing Christ's love with them. But having been stubborn and angry before, I know that they are not always the easiest people to approach with heavy stuff such as religion and new life - to them - bieng sober.
I try my hardest to encourage others to do the things they love, even if they think they can't. There are so many other ways to have fun and even personaly counsel ourselves. And that is by learning what you love to do, and then getting into it to the point where it becomes your escape, and source of freedom. For me, this would be Dancing. I dance to live and live to dance. I've been diong dance since I was 11, and have gotten much more serious in this past year, having gotten past my rebellious "I don't care" stage.
Writing has always been something important to me. I actually wrote a lot more when I was depressed, as a way of organizing my many thoughts and escaping my emotional trap. I'vebeen keeping all my writing since grade 8, and continue my habit of writing at leaste one poem a week. Writing also helps me to understand why I might think or feel a certain way, which leads to my love of the study, Psychology.
Human beings fascinate me. The mind is such a complex power house, that is progressed over time. It has the power to make us do all the things we can and be the person we are. These few things being a focus for me now, I only hope, will continue to develope and supply me for whatever my future has in store. Hope, Faith, and Love get's me through the day and pushes me on step further in the walk of life.
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