I Am, I Am, I Am

"I took a deep breath and I listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am."
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

In an afternoon in November, I came into the world although at times I feel as if I regret this. This is a memoir about my life; the good, the bad, and the ugly.

You see, I grew up with my dad being an alcoholic, and two older sisters who would never stop fighting. I grew up with the idea that fighting happened in each and every family, and that every family was secretly broken at the seams. It took a long time for me to learn the truth, and by that point I discovered that I already have deep trust issues.

I decided to share my story because I think it is important, and I want anyone who has gone through any of these same things to realize that they are not alone as I had felt.