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I am a young, sentient individual with a strong character and a tender heart. I do crossword puzzles in ink, I write poetry that doesn't rhyme, and I cry every time I watch Bambi. My life has been more traumatic than most... I have battled anorexia nervosa, self-injury, and severe depression. My love for others (as well as their reciprocity) is what keeps me pushing forward. At age 19 I gave birth to my first daughter, and the second at age 21. Now 22, I am divorced, unemployed, clinically depressed and loving every minute of it! Why? I have no idea. I cannot explain it. Perhaps it stems from the fact that my love for others increases as the love for myself plummets. I fast for days and write poetry more beautiful than I have ever written before. I put every bit of energy into my daughters and don't have to waste time taking care of myself. The feeling I hate most in the whole world is feeling I have been selfish. I volunteer for the American Red Cross and play the violin in a symphony orchestra. I long for adult contact and stimulating conversation. And so I turn to blogs. A release for all that is inside of me... to people who will not judge or criticize me... people I will probably never even meet. I read about others' problems and for a moment feel as though I am not alone. Above all, I would like to be your shoulder to cry on.