This is for my own personal remembrance of the things that have happened to me in the past. I don't necessarily care if people see my emotional turmoil or my happy days, its out there. This is real life folks, people aren't perfect, and I'll be the first to admit that I'm no where near such.
A little about me, I want to be a writer, my name is Arielle Jakobs, and I figure that if I want to make a living at being a writer, I have to put myself out there, I have to understand myself, and above all be able to cope with the things in my past that have happened, and who I have become as apposed to who I used to be.Granted I am very young, I know, but you don't have to be older to have walked with depression and the kind of loyal codependency that can kill a person.
I'll go into this more later, perhaps another day when I'm in some contemplative state or another. But for now I'll write the just of what I plan do with this blog.
Note to self, don't forget:
I want to remember everything that has happened to me, no matter how tough it is, the faster you rip off the band-aid the sooner the pain dissipates, and I have been tugging at this band-aid for much too long. I want to start now to help the girls like me, protect them from the evil that can be done. Those are my ultimate goals as of now, they may mold and change as time goes on.
Again. I write for myself and myself alone, if you wish to comment go ahead, if you want to follow and possibly read about me breaking down in a fit of rage, anxiety, depression, or all of the above every few weeks, feel free, though I hope my happy days entertain you more than my fits.
This is gonna get a lot harder in the future, but my memories must prevail; I have to get through this.
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