Right, todays blog is going to be all about me. I am going to write about my life so far, so people know more about me. Also i tend to keep things bottled up and there are lots of things i have kept bottled up for some time now and i feel like i need to express it some how, so here goes:
My full name is Jade Melissa Smith and i was born on the 3rd of August 1992 at Arrowe Park hospital at 6.55am weighing only 7 pounds. I lived with my mum and dad in Tranmere till the age of 4, we then moved to Bebington in July 1996. I started primary school in September 1996 aged 5, i was one of the youngest in my class as i had just turned 5 the month before. I loved primary school, i had a good circle of friends even though i was very shy, once people talked to me and i got to know them, i was fine and become very loud lol.
I went through primary school, not being very clever but not being totally thick. Only in maths, numbers and me did not mix and we still dont know. Its just goes through one ear and out the other. I was in the lowest set in maths, me and three other children use to go out the class room when we had a maths lesson and did different work to all the other children as it was too diffcult for us to do. So if the other children was learning long division, we would go out the classroom and learn how to count on a number line. Primary school came to a end in July 2003 and thats when i went to secondary school called Prenton High School for Girls.
Again i was very shy and took a while to make friends and then when i did eventually make some friends, i only hung around with them for about half a year and then when i was 13, me,my mum and dad moved to Austrailia Perth because of my dads job. We went October 2006 and came back October 2007, i started school in the Feb 2007 over there, the school was called St.Stephens. I went to that school for 7 months and it was seven months from hell. I basically got bullied for the whole seven months, i didnt have no friends and the people who i thought were my friends were the ones that use to hit me, spit at me, push me about, call me names, throw things at me. And because i was so quiet, i didnt tell anyone. Not even my mum and dad as they loved being in Aussie so i didnt want to spoil it.
I had to think of a way to release all this tension and upset out of me, thats why i started self harming myself. I remember the first time i did this, my mum n dad was out so i went into the bathroom and seen the razor just sitting on edge of bath so i picked it up and slit both my wrists. The blood went everywhere but i just cryed as i felt so much better. I would hide the marks using makeup and cover all the bruises aswell from punching walls. After seven months of hell, the job wasnt working out for my dad so we came back home and i settled back into secondary school and finished my last two years of school and got ok gcses.
I then went on to do a childcare college diploma in because in year 10, i did work experience in my aunties nursery and really enjoyed it. Again took me a while to make friends but once i did, i had a laugh over the next two years and eventually passed my dipolma. I then went into my first job which was supply work in a nursery were i done some of my training. I did supply from May 10 to Jan 11, i then got taken on full time which was amazing as i loved it, was my ideal job. I worked here from Jan 11 till June 11, then stuff happened which i aint going into because it still fustrates me now, I then had no job until September 11 were i started in a new nursery.
May 11 was when i made a new set of friends, i started Bodyfit Bootcamp. I was doing Weight Watchers at the time and got told about it through that. So here we are: January 12 and i am still doing bootcamp and made a load of friends who i class as my family as they all treat me with respect, they dont moan at me for being too quiet or too loud, dont skit at me for wearing glasses or my accent. I am in a job which i am earning money doing.
Last little paragraph now, I got my first proper boyfriend at the age of 15 who i was with for 2 years. He is a family friend and we went together as friends to my prom and a few months later we become a couple. The first year was amazing but the second year just went downhill. He got all processive and protective of me, wouldnt let me go out with friends, he always rung me to see were i was, what i was doing etc. Then one time, i was at his house in his room as i was staying at his house because his mum and dad had gone away for the weekend and my mum and dad were away with them. He locked his bedroom door and wouldnt let me out, i was basically locked in his room for three days and two nights with hardly any food or water, i know that sounds stupid but thats what happened, i thought to myself, i need to get out of this relationship. But after two months of trying, it didnt work. Eventually i told my mum and i was so glad to get out of it. My confidence took a big knock then and still to this day, 2 years later i am still not confident around boys as i am scared they will all be the same.
Anyways sorry to bore you all, thats my eventful life
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