I'm so bad at finding the time to sit down and write a full blog. I need a Time Turner... Here goes!
6/12: Share an experience from your past that helped shape you into the person you are today
I think literally everything that has happened, everyone I've met, and everywhere I've been has influenced me in one way or another. The first thing that came to mind when I saw this topic though, was getting my feet operated on when I was 14. It's kind of a long story, but due to the connective tissue disorder I have, my feet and hands had very little muscle in them and were just sort of mushy skin sacks full of bones when I was born. Thanks to occupational and physical therapy, and a very tenacious and supportive family, I finally built up enough muscle and learned how to walk when I was 3 years old. I had to use a teeny little walker for the first little while, but then I got the hang of it and was running around and playing with my siblings like any other kid. I danced from age 7-13, despite being in constant, sometimes crippling pain. When I was 14, my orthopedic doctors decided that if I didn't have surgery to correct the issues in my feet, I'd probably spend life from my late 20's on in a wheelchair. Obviously the operation was a no-brainer, but it meant that I'd spend the better part of my freshman year in a wheelchair, then on crutches as I re-built muscles in my feet and ankles and learned how to walk... again. I had also just moved to a new school in a new city, and when you're a nerdy teenaged girl who is the new kid and is also freshly handicapped, life isn't that great. I didn't have friends in my new city yet, and the only visitor I got for the months that I was recuperating at home was my saint of a grandmother. Once I was finally able to venture out of the house, people stared at me a lot. Asked what made me handicapped. Talked to me like I had brain damage. It was the first time I'd experienced getting a lot of attention from random strangers, and it was not always a positive experience. My family was right by my side the whole time though, and encouraged me when therapy was too much for me to handle. I wrote A LOT during this time, and now looking back on my writings, I understand why it's so easy for me to not give a flying fuck about online trolls and why I'm not hypercritical of my body like so many other people are. It's a miracle that my body even functions. That I stood up out of bed and walked my dog this morning. That I'm able to point my toes for photos (It took me 10 years to build up the muscles in my feet and ankles to stand on my tippy-toes without support). It made me grateful for every step I'm able to take, and it gave me empathy for those who do have handicaps, whether temporary or permanent.
6/19: What video games are you currently playing?
Oh, none. I'd love suggestions for stuff I can play on my laptop or phone though!
6/26: Post your favorite memes/gifs/etc!
The only one that matters
7/2: What is the craziest thing you've ever done?
Damn... I feel like that's so subjective. I've jumped out of a plane, I've run from the cops, I've shaved half my head, I've gotten covered in tattoos, gotten naked on the internet and built a career around it... It might be easier to blog about the most normal thing I've done...
7/10: Have you ever met someone famous?
Other than the incredible SG babes I'm friends with?! haha I rode on a plane with Travis Barker once. I've partied with Avenged Sevenfold on their tour bus and hung out with Sleeping with Sirens. That's about it though ;)
Lastly, if you've made it all the way through this blog, you deserve the first little sneak peak into the next set I have in queue, 'Fox Chaise', shot by a dear friend of mine, @jaydownamphoto!
