Ice Queen

i. intro

Humble beginnings.
A term often used by a portion of those who have reached the top of the social ladder, or at least, have come close.
Personally, I find such a thing to be rather ridiculous. Someone of a lower class background and someone of a higher class background should be treated no differently, especially when it comes to measurement of accomplishment.
Though, perhaps I say this out of bias. I simply cannot stand to hear someone being praised for how far they've come from the lower class when I, a woman with an upper class background, have worked just as hard if not harder.
I digress.
Ramblings aside, I wouldn't say that I have humble beginnings. I do, however, find myself now almost incomparable to the child I was.
Everyone wonders if someone who has monumentally messed up like myself had some sob story for a childhood. I really did not. My mistakes came out of stupid decisions and lapses in judgment, not because my father left or anything of the sort.
I suppose, however, that my beginnings are that of interest to anyone who finds my ambiguity intriguing.
That is why I have decided to do this. Record my own history to the best of my (impeccable, if I do say) memory.
I'm not a sentimentalist.
I am merely a recorder of history.
But in the name of having a somewhat cliche start, I will state the following.
My name is Jeanine Matthews, and this is where it all began.