Birth

She was born into hatred and chaos, something an astrologer told her years later. Even though she lived it everyday. Her mother was 15 and her father was 17 when she was born. Most teenagers go through a "rebel" phase when they are teenagers. She only knows her birth story from her mothers eyes, her fathers eyes, her grandmothers eyes, and her great-grandmothers eyes. They all have a different version. Her mother was going through her teen rebel phase and met her father, a bad boy criminal type from a low income family.

Mom came from a middle class family, her mother was a bank manager and her father worked for an airline company. Her father cheated often on her mother. They ended up divorced. Mom was given the opportunity to finish high-school and her family helped her raise her daughter. Her great-grandmother had her up at the cottage where she lived in her into her old age. She was left with her grandmother as well when her mother needed to go to school. She had a very calm upbringing with her mom. The only chaos that was brought forward was when her dad was around, he kidnapped her, tried to take her away constantly and violently had family and himself abuser her mother.

Dad came from a low income family living in poverty with the cycle of abuse deep seeded in his up bringing. Dad had a huge family his mother was a single mom, dad had 2 biological siblings from his father. An older sister from another father, and a brother from another father. His mother also had an adopted son. Dad's family is where the chaos came from. They lived together in a subsided town house. Even when my dad moved out with my brothers mother we would visit each day. It seemed the whole family lived in that house when they weren't in jail. Dad when to jail for abusing my mother, it seems to be one of his proud moments as he did the most time in jail for what he did to her. He often says "Your mother put me in jail for 1 year, I did the most time for that woman". Dad and his family were involved in prostitution for their drug addictions, they often had police around them. On weekends when I was to be given to him for visitation it was always a loud place. Sleeping on the couch, having drunk people coming in late at night, smoking, drinking, and fist fights were some of the first memories.

Her parents were constantly fighting over her.

As you can imagine, being born into this kind of roller coaster of people and parents hating each other she was doomed to learn lessons of life in a distorted manner. Hard working people on one side, and a free for all party on the other. In life trying to navigate both sides and finding a middle path was the hardest for her. Dad's side seemed so simple, get a cheque from the government, use it for whatever you want and wait for the next. Mom's side was hard working, she went into law enforcement because of the trauma that she went through. Mom became about money, power and status.

Mom's birth story is that she left her mother notes all over the apartment that baby was coming because she was out celebrating a promotion. Dad's story is he showed up to the hospital on acid to watch his daughters birth. Both were not ready to be parents.

Saturday, March 21st, 1987 a baby girl was born at 4:15am.