Tag: Childhood

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Max

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I lived with my mother and her various boyfriends until I was 11. Up to that point, I had been told I had siblings, and I’d also met them, but while my oldest and most frequently seen brother, Max, was the one I knew the most, he was 13 years older than me. We had a lot in common, and I believe a huge chunk of my interests were influenced entirely by him. He’s the one to introduce me to World of Warcraft. When I was 8, I cut my hair in an attempt to look what I thought was … Continue reading Max

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31. Welcome Home

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When I was little, around 7 or so, I got into an argument with my mom. I felt so angry, over something stupid, I’m sure. I was so upset, I decided the only thing to fix my woes was to run away. I emptied my barbie doll suitcase (it was the only one I owned), and I packed my necessities. A toy or two, or three, and a gatorade with some goldfish. In my eyes, that was all I needed. I told my mom I was leaving, and that I never wanted to see her again. I made it outside, … Continue reading 31. Welcome Home

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29. Episode 1

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I can pinpoint the first time I truly became desperate in my life. I had recently turned 12, my 6th grade year had ended (my birthday’s April 27th). It was 2007, and prior to those two weeks, my mom, August, was acting strange. A term I would later come to understand as paranoid. She had sold all of our furniture, and what wasn’t sold, had been pushed to the back yard for “renovation” of our carpet. I didn’t question that at the time, our floor was at least 20 years old and absolutely disgusting. Then, I could only play outside … Continue reading 29. Episode 1

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26. I’m Thankful For…

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I’m grateful for many things. What kind of things specifically? My life, for one. The fact that I can drop my life at any moment and begin anew for another. I’m grateful for the opportunity to work where I work, and to have had access to a multitude of resources when I had them. I’m grateful for having a loving family I can now seek guidance from when I need it, and peers to vent to. I’m grateful for my mom raising me how she did, and I’m grateful for my brother’s influences because they taught me valuable lessons about … Continue reading 26. I’m Thankful For…

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25. My Hannah Rose

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He’s a little bit of something new. I know I briefly mentioned that my mom wrote letters to me while I was in foster care. I was cleaning out some of my paper hoard from my time in college, and came across some of them. I thought I’d share one. I’ll be doing my best to transcribe. I can read most of it, but some of the letters blur together in places; especially when her emotions got the better of her during writing. She drew a rose, which I’ll take a picture of and put as the icon for this … Continue reading 25. My Hannah Rose