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Almost died at birth
I was born right on the cusp of spring, although spring didn't mean too much for a place like Juneau, Alaska. It was after a routine doctors visit, my mother about to get it from the examination table when my heart rate rapidly dropped. My doctor and mother, incredibly worried, decided to induce labor encase of death in the womb. When I was born, I was blue in hue, my body lacking oxygen due to a disconnection in one of my aortic valves. It had somehow been detached from the rest of them and my -
Mother and Father divorce
The first few years of my life are pretty blurry, random glimpse and depictions of moments that don't make too much sense out of context, like listening to my older brother by three years play on our "Dreamcast", or eating gummy bears covered in chocolate while wearing a tutu. Something that had always stuck with me clearly however, was the last moments I saw my mother. I was four years old, a year after my youngest brother had been born and my mother explained to me she was going on a trip. She -
Step siblings
When I was 6, my father got remarried to a very nice, tall women named Annette. She had long brown hair, a sarcastic sense of humor, but a heart of a mother. She had three children of her own, A girl, the oldest, who was the same age as me, a very thin tan boy who was a year younger, and a toddler around the age of my own younger brother. It was a big adjustment, trying to settle into having three new siblings in my life- Little did I know though, very soon I'd be expecting a half sister as well -
Falling Ill
Around the time of discovering I was going to be a big sister again, I began to have spells of nausea and overall sickness. There were times I wouldn't be able to even keep water in my stomach and it ultimately lead to me being pulled out of school. I was in the first grade and I didn't understand it, but it was a cool way to grow up even if I was too sick to enjoy it sometimes. I got to learn so many things so quickly, have free time to watch my favorite shows or craft with my grandma. On the d -
The third grade and onward
When the third grade had came around and months of not having a single sick spell, I was deemed healthy enough to try to public onsite school again. I was excited, packed my own lunch and bag everyday, and excelled in my academic areas so well it was incredible. I scored high on my reading and writing tests and math was a breeze. I made my own group of friends, even if I was shy, and I really began to feel like I was in a place I belonged. The sky was the limit for me and I felt I was made to be -
Art and Music
Alongside academics through my school years, I began to pick up activities such as art, music, and even acting. I had been apart of an Odyssey of the Mind team for 4 years, did yearbook in middle school, did two years of concert band, one year of marching, and then to top it all off I picked up art as a side hobby. I emerged myself with creativity and I couldn't get enough of it. The future looked bright and I felt like I needed to drive myself to do even better. -
Academic downfall
My freshman year of highschool was bad. Now, bad is a pretty subjective term, but when I say it I mean awful, the worst, horrible. Something had kind of changed in me, something that I had been building over years of success. While I had been pushing myself to do well in the arts and academics, I never left enough time for myself. I felt stressed, depression and anxiety eating away at my insides. Over Christmas, I had really hit my lowest points. Ihad bec ome burnt out, to tired to do anything, -
Alaska Reese
In my times of struggling with myself and my life, I had turned to the internet in hopes of finding something to help me more than what I was currently doing. Through a group, I had managed to meet her, probably the most important person in my life, Alaska Reese. Now, Alaska is the brightest person I know. Shes funny, talented, and overall the kind of person you could only describe as lovely. For two years now, I can say I have talked to her every single day and not regretted a single part of it -
Self Help
Self help, two words that I am very familiar with. See, in my short 16 years I'm sure I don't have a lot of wisdom but something I found out was that no one can make you feel better if you don't want that. The first step to recovering from a bad point in life is accepting that there needs to be a change in yourself. I am far from where I want to be, but I'm working with it. Handling myself, handling my feelings, and searching for what I need in myself has helped me come closer to peace than you' -
Discovering the secret to myself
Discovering myself came from finding out what I'm doing after highschool. After highschool, I plan on going into pharmaceutical work and moving to Washington state. I can envision myself there, my small apartment, my trips to college, and even one day adopting a cat to make my life a little less lonely. My timeline isn't over yet, and it'll continue to grow, just like me.
