Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Stand for what is right



I am standing up for myself
If anyone does not like the fact that I am telling my life's story
STAY OFF THIS PAGE!!!
I knew some people would get mad, but some that I
thought would understand, are being the most critical!!

For anyone who doesn't know what a blog is meant for
LET ME EXPLAIN:
It is to express your feelings, your troubles, your thoughts,
to try and help people who may need HELP!!

I will continue to write, and there is a lot more to be said.
So like it or not,
You will not persuade me to stop....

WHY??

I have this soul that always feel unsettled.... I always feel the need to escape ~ especially from relationships... I try, but I get to feeling TRAPPED!!
I'm so worried about getting hurt emotionally.... Scared of commitment!!
I want to be able to love and give my love, but something holds me back...
What happened to me, was like my free loving heart did die. I can't make myself STAY!! I start feeling hateful, vengeful, and like I have to get AWAY!!
I guess I have a gypsy soul.....
One day my soul will settle, I hope....
I play it safe... Guard my heart...
I never give because I am scared of never getting
what I give back...
I've seen too much pain & heartbreak in my life..
I guess that is why I am scared to give my heart again..

Monday, February 20, 2012

Truth hurts.... Things that hurt me to say.....

These are just a few things that I seen and learned very early on... (sorry if I hurt anyone here)

My dad was an alcoholic, he was abusive (mentally & physically), I always thought that was normal... Drinking and doing bad things...

My mom got fed up with my dad when I was around 14 or so,, So I started watching my little brother all the time while she was out partying.... I remember her sitting in her SUV with a bucket propped up on her steering wheel, puking her guts up. At one point she just gave up on everything, got tired of helping people and decided to live for herself....

Faithfulness isn't something that my family held dear. Marriage was not sacred to my mom and dad (pretty sad, knowing that mommy and daddy aren't happy)... (great thing to teach kids)



Abuse is something that my mom grew to accept.... Which taught me, that its ok to put up with abuse and neglect.

My family isn't very supportive (extended and close),,, If they can, they will talk bad about you.... (that is why I've stayed away from most of them)

A lot of my family is just plan nuts.... Yes, I am not completely sane, but DAYUM.

We all have problems, but I've got some big hypocrites in my family.... Not gonna drop a name,,, but she doesn't live around here and she's the largest hypocrite I'VE met....

I was a pretty sad kid/teenager.... Confused, lost, & neglected feeling..... That's why I did the things I did.... To get attention.... And even that didn't work....

I've hurt people, some purposefully to just see if I could do it... which is sad....

I have desperately looked for someone to make me think that life could be better,,,
BUT I'VE COME TO REALIZE LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT,,, DON'T LET YOUR PAST DEFINE YOU... LEARN FROM IT.... DON'T REPEAT THE PAST!!!


Turmoils of Highschool..... Most of the turmoil caused by myself.....

I honestly came to a point where I could give a shit care less about school.... I'd much rather be at the beach or at a party. RjL was still my boyfriend.... He had dropped out the beginning of 10th grade.... I started skipping ALOT of school, I'd go to his house and smoke weed.... Which led to more....
Once I got my first car, I only went to school on days that we had tests (my friends would let me know when a test was coming up, so I'd show - then leave as soon as I took the test), I was still passing though,, A & B student.... Used to sit in my car or someones car and smoke a J during school, Drugs started becoming my life.....
Towards the middle of tenth grade, I tried ACID.... Loved it.... (How stupid was that) Started going to raves,,, started doing ecstacy (trolling was my thing - acid/x mix ~tripping and rolling at same time)
Tenth grade came to an end, I pretty much lived with RjL that summer (big mistake) Things would go ok,,, but when he'd get high, he'd become a different person.... Controlling, Jealous, & flat out mean... Started pushing me around, I remember his mom (who's smaller than me) having to get him off of me.... I'd go home after one of his violent incidents and run right back.... I started having to sneak out (my mom hated RjL) She turned me in as a runaway more than once....
We had many parties doing very bad things at hotel rooms.... Drugs were everywhere.... And I was usually right in the middle of all of it.
One night RjL beat the shit out of me, I escaped him by getting out a window,, called my mom and she came and met me where I told her to.... She was livid.
Summer ended, 11th grade started. I took RjL back OF COURSE!! I spent the year, skipping classes and just being a party girl. Half the time when we did party,, I was like "mama" taking care of the ones who were having bad trips or bad ecstasy experiences. Then came homecoming.... I was up for queen. I was SOOOOO pissed when I lost to this chick in band.... Everyone told me (including some teachers) that I couldn't win because of my reputation. that's that....
Then come prom.... I pay for everything (well me and my uncle) including RjL's tux. My mom got us a room with a hot tub in it... We stayed at prom for MAYBE a hour, then we went to the hotel. Were he invited bunch of his friends.... He ended up pushing me around that night because I didn't want to do cocaine.... So I stayed in the hotel room alone for a while, then ended up leaving.....
After prom, I quit school. STUPIDEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE!!
RjL and I broke up not long after I quit school (I found out he was cheating on me). I had the greatest summer of my life!! FREEDOM!! I met some great people, expanded my horizons, spent lots of time with friends which I wasn't allowed to do when we were together (I wasn't allowed to be friends with anyone but his friends-fucked up right) Me and Shay and Dawnn hung out all the time, we were unseperable. I was still partying and partying hard....  Great memories made that summer!!!
Shortly there after my mom moved back to Tennessee.... RjL and I had gotten back together at the end of the summer & I decided to stay in Florida with him. That did not last long,,, I was cooking spaghetti and he didn't like the pan I chose to  cook with, so he hit me in the side of the head with the pan. I freaked out on him... Beating him with anything I could get my hands on... Then he was all I'm so sorry baby, I didn't do anything wrong... WHatEVER!!
I called my mom and she sent me a greyhound ticket. I came to TN,,, only to go back less than a month later.... HOW DUMB.... I thought he would change I was wrong.... Within two weeks of me being back, he was pushing me around again and we were non stop fighting.
I came back to Tennessee....
Then comes the next chapter,,,, Jack JR