Today I am going to start writing a series of posts, starting with today which will be a little bit of background about where I have come from, and where I am headed. From there I will attempt to journal on a daily basis, in the hope that some of my readers may relate to my story and therefore begin to feel some hope about their future.
Ok, so I’ll start right at the beginning!
I was born in Canberra, Australia’s capital in the early 1970’s, and was the eldest of four siblings. I had a happy childhood and was lucky enough to be a member of a large, loving family.
When I was about 4 or 5 I would occasionally hear a male voice saying “Hello!” to me, but I had no idea where the voice was coming from – it wasn’t another member of the family, so it was beyond me where this voice was coming from, and at the time, I just put it down to the fact I was likely just hearing things.
I had a close friend, Kylie, who lived right next door. We were telepathically connected. If I was thinking of her, she would come over and tap on my bedroom window. Sometimes I’d be halfway to her house and she’d be walking out her front door to come to mine. We often said and thought the same things too. She and I are still friends to this day. We have the type of friendship where we don’t see each other or speak to each other for months on end, and it’s like we’ve never been apart when we finally do catch up. She’s a gorgeous, salt of the earth type of woman, and I love her dearly!
Apart from Kylie, I did have many close friends at school, however I never really felt like I fit in. I would change groups of friends regularly – it’s like they would “fit” for a while, then for whatever reason, I would need to move on. I felt like an outcast much of the time and some of the people I hung around at times weren’t so great – no wonder my parents worried about me!
My self esteem wasn’t so great back then, and I didn’t make the best choices – in fact, some of my choices were just plain stupid. One time, two of my friends and I skipped school. We were picked up by a friend of a friend and we planned to drive to where the snowy mountains were – around 1.5 to 2 hours away. Just before it happened, I knew we were going to crash. And that’s exactly what happened. Oops. That’s how my parents found out I’d skipped school, and they were NOT happy! Thankfully none of us were hurt!
Throughout my teens it became quite obvious that I was being looked after in some way. It wasn’t as though I was being completely protected from any harm, but it was clear my physical safety was always somehow protected. I knew this but I didn’t know what this meant.
When I was 19, my parents made the decision to move away to Canberra, and up to the Sunshine Coast, in warm, sunny Queensland. At the time I was seeing a dude who was a bit of a hottie, so I decided to stay in Canberra. I was in a job I hated, but at least it brought in the money! A few months after my parents moved away, my “hot” boyfriend dumped me – it seemed he preferred my friend… ugh! So I packed up my things and moved to Queensland, driving my little bomb of a car the 1,000km distance to get there!
More in my next post…!
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