About Me

Four score and seven years ago….

Nah, I’m not that historical. I am, however, nostalgic, so a little synopsis of me might be nice. I don’t always like talking about myself though so it’ll be brief.

Or, I guess, more accurately I don’t always like talking about me growing up. It wasn’t the nicest time, unfortunately.

I was born and raised in Baltimore, MD (west side, though; yes it matters) to Helene and Steven. Mom was the typical housewife, Dad was the typical alcoholic. I am the youngest of two: my big brother being Mike who was born with Down Syndrome. I had an eventful childhood, most of which were not filled with good events. I used to be very hesitant to talk about my childhood. I’m more open about it as I’ve gotten older because despite the horror, it gave me perspective on what I want in my life and what I will not tolerate in my life. I also know that I will never allow my children to grow up living in fear the way I did. I always feel like I missed out on having a childhood and that’s hard to get past. Time heals a lot but it doesn’t heal everything.

There was a lot of hurting in my childhood, some of which I may never recover from. But that’s okay. I don’t let it define me as a person. I’m not the hurt that was done to me. I’m not perfect and will never claim to be. I just know what kind of life I want to have and what I want my children to have. I won’t settle for less than that.

But yeah, like I said, I don’t really always like talking about that so maybe more elaboration will come later…..maybe.

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