How I Got to be Me

I was born in 1966, to fundamental Christian parents, in a small town in Victoria, Australia.  My parents had moved to this small dairy and wood cutting community a few years earlier, to do missionary work for their religion.

In 1974, along with my 4 year old brother, my parents moved the family back to their home town of Perth, Western Australia.  I grew up in the middle class Western suburbs, and in 1985 at age 18 married in the church.

By 2003 , after almost 18 years of marriage and having raised my 15 year old daughter (the Firstborn) and 9 year old son (the Genius) the same way I was raised, I turned my life on it’s head.

I realised that life for me meant freedom.  Freedom to choose MY path, MY thoughts, MY behaviour and MY morals.  I didn’t know what would happen, where I would end up, but I knew that if I stayed I would die.

In the ten years since then I have worked, I have been a stay at home Mum, and I have striven to obliterate the conditioning both from my childhood and from society in general.  My methods have involved reading, reading and more reading.  Anything that spoke to my past, anything about science and the advances being made, everything I can find about the universe and a limited amount of philosophy and modern day thinkers.

I have also deliberately chosen activities that many would consider unorthodox, pushing my boundaries beyond where I ever thought they could go.  Social interactions, chemical experimentation, unconventional lifestyle choices, have all figured prominently in my odyssey.

Alongside this ongoing radical evolution, I have married again (MonsterBiker), and have a third child, a daughter born in 2006 (the Chubble).  Then three years ago, March 2010, my middle child, my only son (the Genius) was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukaemia.  He recently completed his last dose of chemotherapy and is in remission.  He is living independently and attending University.

Although there are things I would do differently, due to the benefit of hindsight, I regret nothing. The experiences I have had and the lessons subsequently learned have all combined to create the me that writes this today, and if I have achieved nothing else, I have achieved self-acceptance.

From here on in, you can be along for as much of the ride as you want to share. It won’t always be pretty, it might make you uncomfortable at times, but it will always be authentic and truth from my perspective.



2 thoughts on “How I Got to be Me

  1. In your quest for YOUR freedom along YOUR path, achieving self-acceptance is no small accomplishment. I admire the work you’ve done to reach this level of self. And while I envy you, perhaps your words will sometimes serve as a motivation for me to pay more attention to my own path and goals

    I enjoy your writing, and am delighted to have found your blog.

  2. Welcome, thank you for your kind words. I will say that not every day is as together as the last. I hope I can be more regular in posting things you will enjoy reading.

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