It was a bit odd talking about my past. I didn't have the best childhood or upbringing. My relationships are very strained with my parents and with my brothers. I felt like I was talking about someone else when I was telling my story and all that I went through. Why the relationships are the way they are today. How the relationships were when I was growing up. How I've dealt with it.
I was completely honest about my life, how I was, how we lived. It felt so surreal. I'm so over all the issues of the past, I didn't even cry or get emotional talking about it. That's really different than where I was even a year ago. I teared up when I was talking about my older brother and how we built our sibling relationship from what it was growing up. I love my big brother and we worked really hard to become friends. It's something I am proud of and something I cherish. I also teared up when I spoke about my Uncle Ben and Auntie Bessie - how they are my adopted family and if it weren't for them, I'm not so sure my older brother and I would've turned out as well as we did.
From my interview, I realized a few things.
- I grew up in a similar situation as some of the foster kids.
- I experienced a lot of the loss that foster kids go through.
- I can relate to the foster kids because I acted out exactly like they do.
One thing my specialist asked me was: what motivated me to push to graduate High School, what support I have. Quick background: I almost didn't graduate HS with my class. I got involved with the wrong crowd, dropped out of school, failed classes. It was bad. My counselor had told me I had no hope to graduate on time. I didn't listen, ended up going to night school on top of regular school, also went to adult school. Long story short, with a lot of late nights and hard work I did end up graduating with my class - on time.
My answer to her question was I didn't have anyone supporting me or pushing me to graduate. No one cared. I was determined to do it, so I did it. Mostly to "prove them wrong" and because I didn't want to be a statistic or have people gloat that I couldn't make it.
Anyways, the interview was very deep - opened up my memory to my childhood. Not that I've forgotten. I can never forget. But what I notice is how everyone tries to sugar coat the past. They try to make it seem better than it was. I turned out OK, which means my childhood wasn't that bad, right? That's not true, that's not how my life was. I won't fall into that. The past can't be re-written. It was what it was. I have come to peace with it and have gained a lot from my trials. However, I won't act like it was something it wasn't.
In the end, I truly do believe that I was meant to travel that path so that I can be who I am today. So that I can be on this journey to become a foster mom and help children through a hard stretch in their lives. I'm really excited about it and am a little scared... I'm graduating next week from class! I still have my home inspection to go through and CPR class. If I push through, I can have a placement as soon as April.
I decided on ages 5-14. I can take up to 2 kids right now. I'm hoping to get a sibling group. Almost there...
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