Middle Adulthood

As I continue to enjoy my early adulthood, I can't help but think about what my future may hold. I know that once I finish getting my master's degree in May 2020 I will move onto a position in the multicultural department of student affairs. I will also begin the process of applying to doctoral programs as well. Although, through all the thought of professional development that lies ahead I also wonder what will happen in my personal life. I have recently started dating and would like to think about a long term partner once I move, but I also know where I get my doctorate will not be mine forever home. So finding a partner that wouldn't mind moving for my career is an added struggle that I know will be had in the future. I also am struggling with the concept of having children. I am currently taking testosterone so, for now, biological children are out of the subject. Although there is still the option of adoption.

There are so many possibilities out there of where my middle adulthood could go, that I try to focus on the here and now, and not too far into the future. I want to be able to allow all aspect of my life to be experienced fully and morph how my future will look.

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The Early Years

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 ...

The Middle Years

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...

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