A Little Introduction to Me

I am 26 years old and I live with my dad and step-mom. There, I said it. Sad, I know. What's worse is that I don't have anything to show for how many years I've been alive. I work in an industry that is not my chosen career. I'm very over-weight. I live in a house that is more like a concentration camp than a family. My only saving grace here is my dad (and sometimes my step-sister, but I'll get more into that later). He's my rock. He's the only thing that keeps me sane when I'm here. It wasn't always like this. Certain things happened, things I dare not mention here, that changed everything. My step-mom is great, but she seems to have had some outside influences that have impacted her relationship with myself, my step-sister, and, more importantly, my dad. She's the only one that either doesn't see it, or doesn't want to admit it. It's sad, really. She's an amazing, strong, inspiring woman. I've always looked up to her. As of recently, however, she's lost her spine. No, that's not right. She didn't lose her spine; it was taken from her. I'd give anything to get it back for her.

I've been taking certain steps to gain more forward motion in my life. I've been working on losing weight and getting in shape, and I'm working out the school situation (details to follow), so I can finally enter the field that I want to be in, that I'm passionate about. I feel as though I'm taking good, firm strides in the right direction. I just hope that I make not only myself, but everyone around me proud of what I will no doubt accomplish with my life.