My Reality

     A opportunity to move out of the area I grew up in had become feasible. I grew tired of my hometown and desperately needed a change. My goals were to experience life, and find new ways of thinking. The "vote for the lesser evil" mindset was deeply ingrained in the culture of where I grew up. A "keep your head down, and don't rock the boat" mentality was embedded in us. As teens we fought against it, sadly as we aged, many of my peers adopted the complacency their parents had. I became an outcast from the outcasts. I needed a change, but how would that look for my health?     I spoke with my doctors. All of them were so helpful and supportive, that making this decision became more difficult. With their encouragement, we found specialist that my doctors approved of, and I started making the calls. During those calls I had learned that the area I was moving to was the leading clinic in the world for the type of surgery I have, a Fontan Clinic. I could do ...

  The Monarch Butterfly is one of the greatest pollinators in North America. Decorated in the very famous orange base, black stripes, and white spots, these butterflies make the greatest migration out of all other insects. From the heart of Mexico to the base of Canada, their migration track has been found all over the United States.    When I was a little girl, my mother would take me to Natural Bridges every October. Tucked in the eucalyptus trees were thousands upon thousands of Monarch Butterflies. Little did I know these magnificent insects would become one of my most cherished accomplishments.          I was always an avid animal and nature lover. From a young age I never liked eating animals, and since the age of 18, kept a vegetarian to plant based diet. By my early 20s I fully embraced the vegan lifestyle. My mother was also an animal lover, and taught me how to rescue dogs from the side of the road. With her knowledge I expanded ...

   Two years ago I had very long, strong, beautiful hair. However every time I looked in the mirror, I could not stand the women looking back. Two years ago I was becoming very sick again. Two years ago I had to beg for help from my family who hated the fact that I was talking with my now deceased mother. Two years ago I was in an extremely abusive relationship, but at that time I had no idea how it had effected me so much. I was not my true self. I had allowed negativity into my heart and eat away at my days. I was always in a fight with either my sister, dad, or now ex boyfriend, and I could not understand why this was happening.    Now two years later I am able to reflect and understand what was happening during that time.    It began three years ago. I was losing my mother to cancer, and I was the only person in the family that would talk to her. Everyone else could not move on from the past she had created. They hated her and could not wait for her...