Learning To Love You More




Assignment #14
Write your life story in less than a day.

Charlottesville, Virginia USA



I was born in Charlottesville, Virginia in July of 1988. I grew up in the same house from birth until leaving for college. In between is a bunch of jumbled forgotten memories of a childhood and adolescence that has faded due to excessive drinking which started at 15. I grew up in a home that encouraged intelligence, sarcasm, strength, honesty and an inability to express one's self. My first crush and I traded baseball cards for three years after school everyday until we separated as I was forced to go to an all girls middle school. He is now a serial monogamist and I have never had a real relationship. I was the biggest tomboy I have ever known. This proved well in middle school where I became the ringleader for naive rebellions that led to an odd popularity that carried over to high school. All the while I was growing up every summer spending two weeks at a time at a Presbyterian summer camp that my mother had attended when she was a kid. This camp meant the world to me. In high school I was awkward looking but didn't realize it. I wore my shoulder length frizzed hair down everyday. I fought with my older brother and hated my younger sister everyday. I was really good at sports. It was the only thing I was really complimented on. I became an avid lacrosse player and started every game for the varsity team all four years of high school. I received a scholarship offer to play Division 1 lacrosse and small university an hour from home. I signed the next four years of my life away soon after that. I loved my high school friends. They were so good to me. The summer before college was amazing. I didn't think anything could be better than drinking the summer away with the people I loved. I went to college. I changed. I drank five nights a week my freshman year and lost my passion for lacrosse. I worked at the camp I grew up going to that summer. I grew up a lot. I started reading books. Sophomore year was the first year of my academic life that I actually studied and applied myself to schoolwork. I drank less often but in larger quantities. Boys started to become attracted to me far more often than ever before because of this I finally start to feel beautiful. I had the best summer of my life thus far at the same camp. Junior year has been really hard. I'm playing better lacrosse than ever and I don't care. My little sister is my best friend. I want to go to grad school. I want to start new.