Traumatizing Events That Shaped My Life: Vol. 1
I'm 25 years old. Okay, I'm 26. Fine. I'm 26 1/2 years old. I still don't think I know who I truly am as a person, but I'm slowly learning day by day. Each day that goes by I realize just a little more how awesome I am. I’m smart enough to know that I didn’t come to this point in my life on my own. I believe that there are certain moments in a person’s life that help define how that person turns out. For some people it’s one huge event, while for others there are many spread throughout the years. I would like to share with you (in no particular order) some of the events have helped shape me (so far)… The Rock When I was around 11 or 12 years old, I was around the corner playing with a friend. I had brought over my bike (complete with helmet), soccer ball, wiffle ball bat, and every other possible toy a tomboy could have. For some reason or another we had become bored with the toys and decided it would be more fun to skip rocks into the str