An entry all about yours truly. xoxox
- I'm Sarah. My birthday is August 8th, 1982. I'm kind of a sassy little bitch at times and, but I really do have a lot of compassion and understanding and love in my heart and I am a very open-minded and accepting person. I love the colour PINK, coffee, tonic water, sushi, pot/weed, cartoons (Family Guy, Simpsons, American Dad, Bob's Burgers), music (Green Day, No Doubt, AC/DC, Guns n Roses, Twisted Sister, The Ramones, Alice Cooper, LMFAO, Fun - are among my top faves) and cats (of which I have two!). I support same sex marriage, gay pride, pro-choice, women's rights and legalizing marijuana. I am also a proud Canadian (I live in Kelowna, British Columbia - in my opinion, one of the most beautiful places in Canada). I am a "Data Entry Technician" (I enter numbers into a database - nothing super fancy as the title might suggest lol). I love to laugh and make others smile + laugh as well. My hobbies include reading (true crime, mystery, thriller, suspense, drama, supernatural and yes, trashy romance novels), listening to music, writing in my blog, random doodling, make-up and watching movies (rom-coms, comedies, dramas, crime/mystery). My favourite movie is Rocky Horror Picture Show. I love spending time with my friends, but I also enjoy my alone time where I can meditate or get lost in thought or lost in my "happy place". My celebrity crushes include Matthew Gray Gubler, Shemar Moore, Kirsten Vangsness, Seth MacFarlane and Mariska Hargitay. My fave TV shows include - Criminal Minds, Law & Order SVU, Big Bang Theory, Bones and of course, the cartoons listed above. I also have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I've been successfully treating/managing it for the last 5 years (was diagnosed 13 years ago) and while it does make life somewhat more difficult, I have conquered my mental illness and manage to live a "normal" day to day life.
I am an open book. I will answer any question you have, don't be shy, even if you think it's "too personal"! I'd much rather people ask questions than just going ahead and assuming something about me or my life or my beliefs/values...
I'm married to an awesome guy, Geno. We got married March 17th, 2003. He's one of my best friends and treats me right. We have our moments, as do any couple, but we get over it and move on. What matters is we love each other very much, we've survived hell together and have come out as a stronger couple because of it. There are some things in the past I would change if I could in regards to our relationship, but I'm glad we are where we are now.
Together, Geno and I have 2 birth-sons, Tristan & Nathan. Tristan was born by emergency c-section on May 30th, 2003 after an extremely turbulent pregnancy (I suffered from hyperemesis [severe morning sickness] and also had to have my gallbladder removed at 24 weeks gestation - which put me in preterm labour at 25 weeks). They stopped early labour and after being on bedrest the remainder of the pregnancy (16 weeks), he was born on time, albeit by emergency c-section due to prolapsed umbilical cord/oxygen issues. He lives with my mom & Oma (my mom adopted him in 2010). Nathan was born Nov. 28th, 2005, 6.5 weeks premature after another turbulent pregnancy riddled with hyperemesis and diabetes complications. He was also an emergency c-section, however his was due to severe fetal distress. He was adopted in a closed adoption and I don't know the family that the ministry chose for him. I get regular updates and pictures of Tristan from my mom, however I get nothing of Nathan (my mom and Tristan do have regular contact and visits with Nathan though). I love both my sons with all my heart and soul and hope that one day I have the chance to have them as a part of my life.
I'm an activist for and a user of marijuana. I use it for mental and physical therapy. I have struggled most of my life with anxiety + depression and since starting to use marijuana everyday (back in March 2012), I've been able to get a good handle on it. I haven't been depressed since then (though I have had down days, but they usually come for a reason, such as my cousin dying from a heroin overdose in July 2012) and my anxiety has been fairly well controlled. I also suffer from chronic back pain due to Degenerative Disc Disease as well as knee + hip pain due to arthritis from past injury (I tore my knee to shit snowboarding when I was 12 and when I was 15, I fell from a barn loft and fractured my hip). Due to a past addiction, my Dr cannot prescribe short acting narcotics or anti-anxieties. So I started smoking pot everyday (thanks to Nicole) and it's made all the difference in the world. I have always believed in the benefits of marijuana and have used it for recreational purposes in the past but only started using it for the sheer mental health and physical benefits in March 2012.
My husband and I have two cats, Darwin (Geno's cat) and Yoda (my cat). We got Yoda at 2 months old in May 2012 and Darwin at 6 weeks old in June 2012. They are our "babies" and are spoiled rotten. They pretty much have free reign of the house.
My family consists of the following people (not including my husband + kids, whom I've explained above) : a) My Mother - we have a much better relationship now than we have in the first 28 years of my life. She betrayed me in many ways during my childhood, teen years and early adult life, and occasionally, the knife she stabbed in my back gets twisted. She adopted my son in 2010 after getting custody of him in 2005 (through a semi-dirty investigation - she's a social worker btw). We don't have the mother-daughter relationship I've always dreamed of, but things are going pretty damn well and I'm hellbent on continuing to improve and strengthen our relationship over the years to come. b) Oma + Opa - my grandmother + grandfather (mom's mother + father). My Oma is elderly and frail but is one of THE strongest women I know. My Opa passed away in July 2000 and I miss him very much - he was really the only positive male role model in my life. Oma grew up in Budapest, Hungary and survived WW2 as well as life in work camps. My Opa also grew up in Hungary and served in WW2. They immigrated from Europe to Canada in the 1950's and lived in Red Deer, AB until 1998 when they moved to Kelowna, BC to be near me and my mom. My Oma and Opa had a heavy hand in raising me in my teen years (and god only knows I certainly didn't make it easy on them!). c) Uncle Henry - (mom's brother). We didn't have a very good relationship while I was growing up, he was involved in a lot of crime and drugs. He (and his g/f) went missing in the summer of 2002. He's presumed dead. d) Uncle Les - (mom's brother). He's an eccentric set designer (for movies - most famous being "Enemy At The Gates" and "80 Days Around The World" [Jackie Chan]) and artist who lives in Berlin, Germany. I don't talk to him, but my mom, Oma and Tristan do. e) Lindsey - my cousin (Uncle Henry's son). Lindz was 6 months older than be but tragically passed away in July 2012 at 30 years old of a heroin overdose. He was suffering from chronic pain and used heroin to deal with it. Sadly, one night he took too much. We were fairly close growing up, but not in the last 12 years. His passing was difficult on me, I loved him very much. f) My Dad - passed away in Sept. 2003 from Hep. C. I didn't meet him until I was 19 and our reunion was very bittersweet (the last time I saw him before that I was only 1, so I obviously don't remember it). It didn't work out and we didn't have the daddy-daughter relationship I had so craved my entire life. I don't regret meeting him though, it was definitely something I needed to do. I was blamed for his death and carried guilt for a long time. I've worked through it though and don't harbour the heavy resent or guilt I did at one point. g) Kathy/Mama Bear - my stepmom. My dad was actually married to Kathy when he got my mom pregnant. When I met my dad at 19, I also met Kathy and we started out to have a decent relationship, however her jealousy got the best of her and it got in the way of my relationship with both her AND my father. Kathy committed suicide in Oct. 2004 after we had reconnected and resolved our issues. However, some of her family blamed me for her death as well (also explained in the above entry). I'm over it. h) Brendan - my stepdad. An abusive cunt. My mom met him when I was 7 and when I was 9, we moved in with him. The physical and mental abuse began not long after - frequent "spankings" (which was fierce hitting on the upper thighs, ass and lower back - more abuse than real spanking). The sexual molestation began when I was 10 years old and when I told my mom about it, she made sure that it didn't get dealt with by social workers and the RCMP (police). She stayed with him regardless (at one point even saying "If we left, we wouldn't have had all the nice things we had by staying" - my stepdad was well off btw). Even put me into foster care a few times because I couldn't handle it at home with him. My mom remained engaged to Brendan until 2-3 years ago - however, she still remains in contact with him and does bring my son around him (which I deeply resent, apparently I'm not good enough to have around my son, but an abusive dick is...go figure). i) Aunt Jen + Uncle Keith - my stepmom's sister + Brother-In-Law. When I went to Ontario to meet my dad (who was in prison at the time) in 2002, I stayed with them (and my stepmom who was living with them at the time) and they were wonderful people. They became part of my "real" family, even through the bullshit with my dad and stepmom. Aunt J + Uncle K live on a working farm in Bonfield, Ontario, along with a sow, emus, chickens, rabbits and a shitload of horses (their own + boarded horses). They also run a therapeutic riding program for children with disabilities (most of the kids are severely Autistic). I'm still in regular contact with them and hope to visit them at some point in the future (though I know that's not in the plan for years!).
I am diabetic. I have Type 1 Insulin Dependent Diabetes (formerly known as "Juvenile Diabetes"). I was originally diagnosed as Gestational Diabetic when I was 5 months pregnant with Nathan in Sept. 2005. However, when it didn't go away after he was born (as GD does), it was further investigated and discovered that I should have been diagnosed as diabetic when I was 15 years old - 8 years prior to the original diagnosis. I have battled my health for years - suffering from a compromised immune system, frequent abscesses (that required multiple drainage surgeries - probably about 20-25 in 4 years), chronic bronchitis/pneumonia and colds/flus. I've been lucky that since Christmas 2011, I've been fairly healthy and I intend to keep it that way!
And that's what there is to know about me. If you have any questions, feel free to ask - I'm generally an open book and don't mind answering questions. I'd rather people ask questions than just assuming something about me.
~Sarah~ xoxox
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