I was born in Waterbury, Connecticut to a wonderful, young mother who lived with her parents, brothers, and sister. Although I was an only child, I was constantly surrounded by people. We lived in my grandparents house until I was in 6th grade.
I grew up playing softball from fourth grade through high school. I did Irish step-dancing, hip-hop, cheerleading, and karate. I never loved any of them, but I did it for the sake of always having something to do. I was familiar with structure and I liked it.
While in college, I was a full-time student, resident assistant, office assistant, worked part time, and interned. I did not have time to go out and I was in a relationship from 16-21 so I wasn’t partying anyways.
I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in social work and a minor in sociology. I started working with children in a program called IICAPS (intense in-home child and adolescent psychiatric services). Shortly after, I moved on to working for the state of Connecticut’s child protective services as a social worker and investigator.
My life was pretty much always planned out. There were goals and things to achieve.
Losing my aunt was the first time something happened out of plan. I never thought I would lose somebody so close to me so young.
Her struggle and passing changed my life. Everything felt different and nothing seemed guaranteed. I felt the need to take more risks and find out what I was made of. I decided to be single, quit my job, go on a reality show, travel, and move across the country. I was determine to live life.
Some people thought I was insane. Maybe I was, but those decision brought me to places I never expected.
I started this blog to document my journey. Somewhere I can talk openly about who I am, what I’m going through, my thoughts, and this process. Hopefully some people can relate and find this helpful. If nothing else, I hope you enjoy the read.
Love always, Carissa.