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18-years-old, a freshman in college and the start of the most developmentally filled four years of my life. I was developmentally delayed due to my homeschool upbringing. So when I entered college I had to catch up on a lot of social development with-in a tight four-year timeline. I learned how to approach people, how to trust people, how to not trust people and how to think for myself. Even now as I look at this picture (2013) I cringe at how innocent and naive I was. I surrounded myself with toxic people out of a need to not be alone. Ultimately leading to a lot of pain and further depression. Although, I did have some good people around me it didn't outweigh the negative impacts of the toxic influences that surrounded me. Coming from a heavily conservative family I held a lot of right-wing beliefs because that was what I was raised with. My undergrad was a private art college that was an extremely liberal environment. This lead to me being the target for a lot of bullying. I was...

Age 11, I had begun to take ballet and tap lessons. It was an activity that I enjoyed very much, once a week I was with girls like me and e would dance and have a great time. Although as time went on I began to realize the differences between me and the other girls. At this point in my life, I began to gain weight a lot faster than my fellow 11-year-old peers. I hadn't hit puberty yet, but I wasn't eating very healthy and the only activity I had was from lessons once a week. My family was low income so healthy food was rare and we also lived in a dangerous neighborhood so playing outside was a no go. I began having a lot of image issues, but since my family didn't discuss things like that I had no idea how or why I was feeling the disconnect I was at that time. Fast forward only two years and I had started puberty and gained more weight but was vertically challenged. While other attributes of my body were developing my height was taking its time. I was 4' 10" and ...

Entering into the middle years my memories begin to appear, but still, they remain hazy in terms of an accurate timeline or specific deadlines. Pictured to the right I had just begun first grade, I was always small for my age until I hit 16 years old. Since I was homeschooled I didn't experience any external struggles because of my size. I had already learned how to read 2.5yrs earlier so when I entered first grade I was already reading second-grade level material. This advancement allowed me to have a good grasp on academics early on. While I was learning at a good pace, being homeschooled restricted my autonomy development. When it came to my parents, they began to struggle a substantial amount in both emotional and financial ways. We were a lower-class family living in a one-bedroom trailer. My mother was still struggling with her post-partum depression as well as other medical issues we weren't aware of due to not having access to health care. My father's job didn...

Sarahina Dorrie Marie Borgia Born July 14, 1995 10lb 7oz  13 inches I was born two days early. My parents are Tammy Sue Borgia (33) and Rossi Elery Borgia (40) they were relatively older in comparison to other parents. Both baby boomers; both from pretty rough backgrounds. My sister (Danielle Leora Borgia) is 2.5yrs older than me, also my protector from very early on. My family was/is a lower class household, we lived in a one-bedroom trailer for my first 15 years, then moved into a three-bedroom trailer till I left for college. As I mentioned before I don't remember much of what happened in my early childhood, sadly later (sophomore year of college) we discovered that it was because of a family friends son had not been so kind to me. Thus creating a block from ages three-six years old where I don't remember a thing. What I can tell you is all the information that has been passed on to me from my parents and also my older sibling. My father worked as an irrigation tech ...