the mijita chronicles

As kids we’d respond to teasing, taunting – BULLYING with the nursery rhyme… “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.” Looking back at this as an adult I have to call this little comeback for what it is…BULLSH*T! Excuse my language but that’s the word that comes to mind when I think of this verbal shield we were taught to use as kids. Yes, its true sticks and stones CAN break your bones but words, they can leave a forever impact especially when used in a negative manner. As a kid my mother was verbally abusive. I will not go into full details of the things she’d say to me but I will say they are things you should NEVER say to a child; especially your own. I do not know why she would say the things she said to me. I do not know why she made me feel like crap as a kid the the point that I would wish I was never born. This is a hard post for me to type up because as I’m typing the things she’d say to me are rushing to the surface and reopening those old ...

"I" as in me. I was born in the summer of 78 in San Jose , CA. At around age 5 I went to live with my grandfather in Lamont, Ca along with my 2 cousins while our mom's were on "vacation". I'll be 35 this year. When I look back at my life I am blown away.  I want to write a book one day, not because I think I'm super fascinating but because It might just bring hope to others in similar situations that I've been in. I type like I talk, lol so please excuse my run on sentences. I lost my mind once but got it back after I realized it was the situation I was in that caused it, so I walked away.  My childhood wasn't all unicorns and rainbows but it did make me who I am today. I was a teen mom. It's hard to believe I have an 18 year old! Having my son at a young age was one of my motivations to be where I am today.  I was a mom again at 23. My princess Beanna was a total surprise and my saving grace. I'm a firm believer in "breaking the cyc...