I posted this in the "Who are You?" thread in the PSW group a while ago and well I decided to post it here. I think every now and then we need to put ourselves out there for everyone to see.
My name is Tesia (Teesh-uh) I'm polish and I've heard every polock joke you can come up with. I'm 21 years old. I grew up in Waverly, NY which is a little hick town in "upstate NY" I'm not a city girl by any means. Um I have 2 older brothers and my family is very dysfunctional.
I like to speak my mind because growing up i wasn't allowed to. Being depressed was a sin. My mother always told me to pray and refused to bring me to the doctor. Myself and both of my brothers have some sort of mental instability (anxiety, bipolar, depression..etc.). Music is one of my most favorite things in life. I love to sing and i've been told that i'm pretty good at it. I try to play the guitar and violin and I can play a little bit of piano. I grew up in a church and with a very "religious" family that pretty much thinks everything in my life is wrong and i'm going to hell.
Growing up I never really was a girly girl I wore guys t-shirts and sweatshirts up until about 11th grade when everyone in my school realized that I actually had boobs. lol. I've never been skinny. I've always been between a size 18-22 and i've never really been smaller than that so I don't have any "I used to be..." stories. After high school I went to college but then my parents told me they weren't going to pay for it anymore and I couldn't get financial aid so i'm a college dropout.
Currently I live with my boyfriend of 3 1/2 years and i love him more than anyone or anything i've ever loved in my entire life.
I work at a daycare as an assistant teacher and i like my job. I hate my boss because she's a bitch and she makes my job hell.
I like to take pictures which leads to my love of scrapbooking. I like to play magic and i don't care who calls me a loser for that.
I've always wanted to go to school for cosmetology and I would like to be able to do that.
I have two kitties and i'm one of those dorks that considers them my kids.
I am a writer I've written a novel but i haven't really let anyone read it. I'm working on a screenplay and i've written tons of poetry. I'm very self conscious of what I write and not many people get to read it. Every once in a while I throw myself out there and some lucky few get to read something i write. I'm always afraid that if someone reads what i write that they'll think it's dumb and therefore think i'm dumb.
I love to read I love fantasy books things like "Kushiels Dart" by Jacqueline Carey its one of my favorites. I've also read all of the Sookie Stackhouse books that are out so far.
I love Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe. I love reading poetry.
I love tattoos I think that are absolutely gorgeous i love getting them because its like therapeutic to me and I love looking at them and knowing that someone's artwork is on my body.
I have wierd phobias. I hate spiders, clowns, the easter bunny, basically anything dressed up in a costume. i still can't stand Chuck E. Cheese. My phobias piss me off because i know there's no reason for them and yet I can't control them
I like to paint but i don't do it a lot and i'm not that great. same goes with drawing.
Growing up my parents forced me on diets and my brothers "enforced" it. meaning they would take my food if I made something to eat or would throw it away. The "Brad Police" is what my brother called himself and he would literally steal food that I made to eat or chase me around the house for "exercise". My great grandmother used to say things about my weight all the time. At the time it bothered me. She passed away a little over 2 years ago and it was one of the hardest things i've ever had to deal with. I would give anything to hear her voice say "do you really need that?" or "I think you might be putting on some more weight"
At the same time I was dealing with the death of my great grandmother my father was diagnosed with bladder cancer and I thought I was going to lose him... during this time i was supposed to watch my alcoholic brother and he became abusive, choking me in the middle of the night, or punching me until I had giant bruises. My mother didn't believe me until I showed her the marks. I think my family is a huge part of why i am who I am and that's because every day of my life I have been driven to not be like them.
My name is Tesia (Teesh-uh) I'm polish and I've heard every polock joke you can come up with. I'm 21 years old. I grew up in Waverly, NY which is a little hick town in "upstate NY" I'm not a city girl by any means. Um I have 2 older brothers and my family is very dysfunctional.
I like to speak my mind because growing up i wasn't allowed to. Being depressed was a sin. My mother always told me to pray and refused to bring me to the doctor. Myself and both of my brothers have some sort of mental instability (anxiety, bipolar, depression..etc.). Music is one of my most favorite things in life. I love to sing and i've been told that i'm pretty good at it. I try to play the guitar and violin and I can play a little bit of piano. I grew up in a church and with a very "religious" family that pretty much thinks everything in my life is wrong and i'm going to hell.
Growing up I never really was a girly girl I wore guys t-shirts and sweatshirts up until about 11th grade when everyone in my school realized that I actually had boobs. lol. I've never been skinny. I've always been between a size 18-22 and i've never really been smaller than that so I don't have any "I used to be..." stories. After high school I went to college but then my parents told me they weren't going to pay for it anymore and I couldn't get financial aid so i'm a college dropout.
Currently I live with my boyfriend of 3 1/2 years and i love him more than anyone or anything i've ever loved in my entire life.
I work at a daycare as an assistant teacher and i like my job. I hate my boss because she's a bitch and she makes my job hell.
I like to take pictures which leads to my love of scrapbooking. I like to play magic and i don't care who calls me a loser for that.
I've always wanted to go to school for cosmetology and I would like to be able to do that.
I have two kitties and i'm one of those dorks that considers them my kids.
I am a writer I've written a novel but i haven't really let anyone read it. I'm working on a screenplay and i've written tons of poetry. I'm very self conscious of what I write and not many people get to read it. Every once in a while I throw myself out there and some lucky few get to read something i write. I'm always afraid that if someone reads what i write that they'll think it's dumb and therefore think i'm dumb.
I love to read I love fantasy books things like "Kushiels Dart" by Jacqueline Carey its one of my favorites. I've also read all of the Sookie Stackhouse books that are out so far.
I love Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe. I love reading poetry.
I love tattoos I think that are absolutely gorgeous i love getting them because its like therapeutic to me and I love looking at them and knowing that someone's artwork is on my body.
I have wierd phobias. I hate spiders, clowns, the easter bunny, basically anything dressed up in a costume. i still can't stand Chuck E. Cheese. My phobias piss me off because i know there's no reason for them and yet I can't control them
I like to paint but i don't do it a lot and i'm not that great. same goes with drawing.
Growing up my parents forced me on diets and my brothers "enforced" it. meaning they would take my food if I made something to eat or would throw it away. The "Brad Police" is what my brother called himself and he would literally steal food that I made to eat or chase me around the house for "exercise". My great grandmother used to say things about my weight all the time. At the time it bothered me. She passed away a little over 2 years ago and it was one of the hardest things i've ever had to deal with. I would give anything to hear her voice say "do you really need that?" or "I think you might be putting on some more weight"
At the same time I was dealing with the death of my great grandmother my father was diagnosed with bladder cancer and I thought I was going to lose him... during this time i was supposed to watch my alcoholic brother and he became abusive, choking me in the middle of the night, or punching me until I had giant bruises. My mother didn't believe me until I showed her the marks. I think my family is a huge part of why i am who I am and that's because every day of my life I have been driven to not be like them.