V. Pfeiffer
At fifteen years of age, my creativity was cut short, my sanity compromised. A close biological relative made me see a psychiatrist. Today I am diagnosed with five axes of psychological disorders. I am dependent on US Social Security income, but at nearly 26 years of age, I am having a revelation. I went back to school this summer for Neuroscience, a new-found love. A hard love from one that was stagnant for nearly 6 years. I am labeled a leech by taxpayers, but I yearn to be self-sufficient and independent despite my disorders. I am a creative writer, Astronomy-loving, Neuroscience-yearning, near Associate degree Pre-Professional Psychology major. One class for nearly 6 years holds me back from that Associates. I’m going to go against the grain, try and take my life back, retake my last course, and graduate with a degree. I am a alternative individual, as you can see. I have piercings, strange haircuts, and eccentric tattoos. Nothing will keep me down. I’m a Waspi Girl because I will fight, no matter what anyone says, or what anyone thinks of me.
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Photo credit: Enchanted Vanity 2009
V., this retired old curmudgeon does NOT view you as a “leech.”
You’re far, far from that; in spite of what you’ve endured, you’ve “grabbed the bull by the horns” and taking him down, and that is great 🙂
You are indeed a Waspi girl, and I’m glad Paul and you found each other. It does my heart and soul good to know there are still determined, independent people such as you in this weary world!
Keep on truckin’ !
Wolf
For what it’s worth, appearances mean absolutely nothing to those who truly think and care; the meme holds true: “Those who mind, don’t matter, and those who matter, don’t mind.”
Wolf, thank you so much for the encouragement and praise. That is very kind of you, and your post made me smile.
Take care!
-V
Awesome to hear that you won’t be held down. I wish I had that mentality…