What A Time To Be Alive

Introducing Me?

Guess I should thanks for clicking on my story. I'm not here to try to make you feel bad for me or to look at your life any different I'm just a girl in this world writing another novel about her own life experience. My story starts with what I can remember which is when I was around 5-6 years old. I started my life grateful to have two parents and two older sisters, but little did I know that a happy story wouldn't last long. My parent split for their reason I always wished to know why but they always changed the subject. I mean what did I know about relationships to understand what they were going through the only relationship I had at that age was with food. Yes, a lot of you can guess I am a bigger girl but that doesn't make me any less of a human being. When my parents separated I didn't understand truly what happened till I meet the first of many "friends" my dad would have entered my and my sister's lives. Her name was Jenny she was a few years younger but she made him happy. She was an ex-vet and the first badass woman I thought I had met. My mom hated her and I don't know if it was because she was with my dad or if it was because she was opening me and my sister to a new sense of culture where we had more freedom especially my older sister who was 12 at the time. Jackie loved my dad's girlfriend she felt a sense of comfort with her that she never really felt with my mom because she felt that all she ever did was watch and take care of me and my sister Estefany. Another big thing about my sister Jackie was that up until she was 15 she thought that I and Estefany had the same dad that why she always questioned my mom as to why she didn't let her spend as much time with our dad did. You know that saying we as kids just love hearing our parents say "because I said so" wow what a bummer. Either way, her day was some joke of a guy who didn't even care about her and was too busy having some other lady's kids. At the age of 8 my parents fought for the custody of me and Estefany my dad ended up getting custody of us both. It was an ugly battle that I'll go over later but was one of the moments that always make you wonder "did I make the right decision?" I know my writing a lot of confusing part of my life but keep reading I'll give you an inside I to what my life had shaped me into. Oh, and by the way my name Jessenia.