A little about me

I always seem to have trouble starting these things. What to say first, I mean.

I'm almost 29 years old, a divorced woman with 2 kids, boys aged 10 and 7 (nearly).  I grew up in Montreal, Canada, and still live here, in a little town on the island itself.  I finished high school, but not Cegep (college).

My childhood was like many others, I suppose.  Mostly good times, with some really rough times to keep you on your toes.  That's what my blog is about, by the way.  The rough times, and what I've made of them.  Some have blown my world apart in a sudden blast, others have chipped away in the background, as destructive as a gentle water leak can be against concrete, given enough time.

I suppose I should just let the cat out of the bag in this post.  I don't want to be dragging the naming over many posts, that's ridiculous.

My father used to molest me, from before I could form memories, to the time I moved out to go to Cegep, when I was 17 years old.  Through recent contact I've had with him, I know that if I was still living there, I would have to put up with most of the same abuse, especially the verbal and emotional.

My cousin raped me when I was 9 years old, and tried numerous times before and after the one successful attempt.  I haven't seen him since I was 15.

Last, but certainly not least, my (now) ex-husband abused me from about a year after we started going out (so around 17 years old) until he cheated on me when I was 25, and I finally kicked his ass out.

I don't want everyone to think this is going to be a super depressing blog, always full of the bad things that have happened to me.  As I said before, it wasn't all bad, and I'm currently enjoying a huge upswing in my life.

Having said all that, you've had fair warning, and I hope that, even so, you follow me on my journey.