I'm 32, recently married, no kids, work a simple 9-5 job plus a fun gig on the side and am generally viewed as fairly innocent and naive. Before that I was twenty something, a relationship nightmare, terrified of kids, unemployed and generally viewed as someone to stay away from or take advantage of depending on what kind of person you were. Before that I was a high school overachiever, had a big group of boy and girl friends, loved my family, worked hard in school and sports and was generally viewed as a driven, bright, talented and caring young lady. Before that I was a grade schooler, self conscious, faith filled, worked hard to be 'perfect', and was generally viewed as a ‘goody goody’ and a bit of a preacher type.
I don't think any of those pictures of me are really true at all but I'd say the high schooler is probably the closest to who I actually was at the time. Today, I'm certainly not innocent nor do I think I'm all that naive. I enjoy freeing myself of drama and have a taste for the simplest of entertainment. People usually assume I've always been this way. Why wouldn’t they? My truth is that I'm a recovering alcoholic, drug addict, cutter and bulimic. I've lived with major depression for half my life, have received 21 ECTs (shock treatments), and am a suicide survivor. On the flip side, I have a bachelor's degree from one of the best universities in the country, competed on the national level in both club and NCAA Div I athletics, am a successful coach, a talented office professional, and my family gives me more love than I would dare dream to receive.
You might guess my view - that descriptions and titles of people aren't really worth a grain of salt. There's always more to tell. The truth will always be different based on who is deciding it. So, as I begin this blog I will relate my truth for you to do with it what you will. My hope is that my experience might lend support and hope to the reader and ultimately enforce one of my most used mantras “There's a chance for change if I just stay alive”.