My Life Story

everyone has a background story. everyone has a past. my past is my background story. my past has made me who i am today. confident, outgoing, bubbly, honest, brave and proud young woman. i have gone through alot in my life and i understand others have been through alot more and alot worse than i ever have but my story is my story and there is no end to my past. everyones past is never ending because tomorrow will only become yesterday. my story will never end because there is so much yet to come that will change me and shape me into the woman i am meant to be.

heres my life story, it all started when i was born. im adopted, i have 4 siblings, 3 sisters and 1 brothers. my brother shares half my blood and in my adoptive family i call my adopted parents my mom and dad, same goes with my siblings. ive known my whole life that i was adopted. i am grateful for what my family and parents have done for me. i wouldnt be living the life i have now if i wasnt adopted. i still wonder what my life would be like if i was never adopted, thats totally normal to wonder but i do know im with a better family and have a better lifestyle and i wouldnt be who i am today without those signed adoption papers. i am the youngest out of 5 and i always have family by my side.

my life story doesnt stop there because i still have so much to tell. i am an open book and i love to tell my story and educate others every chance i get. i am young but when i was younger in elementary and middle school, i was bullied alot. i felt lost and alone. in 7th grade was when i discovered i had depression. back then i didnt know how to properly handle my emotions so i would negatively take it out on myself and the several layers of my skin on my body. if it wasnt for my best friend, i wouldve never gotten help. back then i thought my dad was having me see a therapist because he couldnt handle my emotions but looking back on it now, 4 years later, he only wanted whats best for me. he wanted me to be happy, he wanted me to get help so i could grow into the beautiful, confident, happy young woman i am today.

my father has always been there for me and my siblings. especially when my mom passed away from leukemia cancer when i was only 14 in 8th grade. she passed away february 24th 2015. she never got to see me graduate middle school. she never got to see me grow up into who i am today and who i will be in 10 years. she wasnt there for my semi formal, junior prom, and she wont be able to see me in my next gown for my very last dance in high school. i will never be able to hear her voice whisper in my ear "congratulations baby girl, im so proud of you" when she hugs me on my high school graduation day. she wasnt there for all the rough times in 9th, 10th and 11th grade. she wasnt there for all the heartbreaks. in 10th grade i has no clue what i wanted to do with my life. and yet again she wasnt there for the moment i was finally happy again, and then when it was all shattered, she wasnt there for any of it. she wasnt there at the end of the roller coaster to comfort me and say "its okay sweetheart."

then came the time to get all dolled up to snap a few photos for my senior year and she wasnt there by my side, but i know shes always looking down on me, wishing the best for me. even though God took her back and said "hallelujah your home" doesnt mean shes gone forever. all the times she wasnt there, little does anyone know she was always by my side, guiding me with the wisdom ive been blessed with. it took me 3 years to finally visit her grave. i went with my dad and we started praying and thats when i started crying. i cried in his arms and said "i hate the thought of one of the most beautiful, wonderful and loving women in the world is buried 6 feet down into the ground, slowly decaying." it felt so surreal. i wanted to get down on my knees and start digging with my bare hands just hoping the last 4 years have been all a dream.

now here i am, my senior year. i dont have the rest of my life figured out but im excited to see who ill become. i still feel lost here and there, but people say you dont really find who you are until college. so im hoping ill find myself and get one step closer to who im supposed to be and live my life that God has intended me to live it.