I don't like to share.

This is copying a little from my previous blog "where do you come from?" but this is my original writing on it. I would have put this to the other blog, but I just found this. This one is more accurate.

I come from a broken home with broken and selfish people. I come from a broken mother who finds it easier to lash out on her children than to own up to and admit her mistakes and responsibilities. I come from an alcoholic father whose life is seen through the countless number of empty beer bottles permanently glued to his hand. I come from a life that has kept me on my knees because I let it, because I was too afraid to stand up for myself. I come from broken siblings who are so self involved they don't see the troubles that truly lie ahead. I come from a dark and broken past that can never be repaired. I come from a life of self doubt and skepticism, a life of pity and shame. I come from broken people and broken places. However, I also come from my own beliefs and inspirations. I learn from myself and my own hopes, dreams, & aspirations. My own drive to now become something more that I thought was beyond me. I come from an unhappy home & a broken family, but although it is broken, they help me see that I will not settle for less, I will not settle for a life of mediocrity. I will continue to try no matter what. I cannot fail unless I give up, and I don't plan on giving up. I came from different cities, living off of whatever my mother would get working her minimum wage. I grew up playing in the late hours of the night, because we had no real boundaries we would sneak out every chance we got. Setting fields on fire to breaking into empty apartments and running wild with friends is where I came from. I come from physical and emotional abuse that no one should have ever had to suffer through. I come from a shitty childhood that I am no longer letting hold me back. Everything that has happened in my life up until now was meant to happen and has shaped me into who I am today. I guess overall I am just thankful for all the blessings I have and my faith that keeps me going every day. My name is Annie and I come from a fractured soul that is being repaired one day at a time.

"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets."