More about me

Well, first of all, happy new year! Hope everyone had a fantastic NYE and lived to tell about it. :) As you may have read in my "about me" my name is Rheanna, like the song, NOT the singer. My family and friends call me Rhe for short. I've been debating starting a blog or not because I seem so damn busy I've been putting it off for awhile now. Although a lot has happened in the past couple of weeks and I've decided to just go for it! Might as well try something new in the new year.

So a little more about myself... Well, I was born and raised in a small south central town in New Mexico. It's a very pretty place, however I have no desire to live there again. I was born 2 months premature. I've got a younger brother who's 5 years younger than me. My parents have been divorced about 8 or so years now. Ohhh sorry, back track a little.... Back when I was 5 my aunt married a man who was fairly well off and who owned a go cart track/mini golf/game room. After they'd been married about a year he started touching me inappropriately. I brushed it off the first time, cause I suppose I thought it was an accident. Turns out it was no accident. This went on and even progressed to indecent exposure, inappropriate touching, kissing, and forcing me to watch dirty movies even. Nobody knew this was going on except me and my abuser, until one day when I was 12 my mom found a journal entry that freaked her out. She knew. I had to fess up. I remember her checking me out of school for lunch one day and making me tell my aunt what was going on. That was probably the most terrifying experience ever, next to the abuse of course. So we took my case to our local district attorney. However, in the end I dropped my cases against him. His stories and my stories weren't matching up (of course) plus I was extremely scared of the man and really just wanted it all behind me. Fast forward to me being 15 years old. A cousin of mine, who I hadn't seen or talked to since I was 10 or so, has a case against him also. She was 9 at the time. I was so mad at myself for dropping my case because I felt like I could've prevented her from ever having to go through that as well. After 6 years of court for her case, he only got 1 lousy year in jail. Okay, fast forward again to 2 weeks ago. Keep in mine my cousin and I haven't talked or seen each other in about 12 years or more. She was in town for Christmas. I took her to lunch and we talked about our experiences. It was actually really helpful for me to talk about it with someone who really, truely understands. My husband and some of my family try to understand, but they'll never fully get it. Although I thank god for that.

While my cousin was here, our aunt, who's married to the (excuse my language) piece of shit, was going to go by and try to talk my cousin into telling everyone she lied about everything so that way "he" wouldn't have to register as a sex offender. She texted me to see if I'd come get her so that way she wouldn't be home if our aunt did stop by. I was so furious, I cried on my way to get her. I'm just glad that I can be somewhat of a support system to her.

I've done research on what color a sexual abuse awareness ribbon is. It's teal by the way. Yes, teal is also for cervical cancer, as well as a few other things. But for me, its sexual abuse. I have a ribbon with the word survivor around the ribbon tattooed on my shoulder. I'm not a victim anymore, I chose to be a survivor. I was looking for a teal ribbon necklace and found one on amazon. I posted it on my Facebook page a few days ago saying, "I know Christmas is over, but if someone wants to buy me a late present, I'd love this." I had a friend ask what the teal stood for and without telling my whole story and without naming a single name, I told her what it meant for me. Total, the necklace got 16 comments from supportive friends. Although the next day my dad calls me and asks me what I posted on Facebook that is causing problems in the family. I don't post status' on Facebook anymore, just pictures and occasional links. So I figured it must've been my teal necklace. I wen. t through and deleted a lot of my family from Facebook that day. I was able to see who supports me and who doesn't.

Sorry that part of my back story is so long, I feel its something you all should know though. So, back to happier times in my biography. I graduated high school in 2005. Stayed around in my home town a couple of years, and met my now husband there as well. He had just gotten out of the navy the year before we met, and was living back in our home town. I HATED him at first! He used to flirt with me all the time while I was dating someone else, and his flirting tactics were that of a 1st grader. You know, the push you down in the dirt kinda flirting... About a year later we were best friends. A year after that, we were dating and moving to CA together. We were together 3 and a half years before he proposed, and got married in June 2011. We've been together 4 and a half years now. He's working his ass off in NM so I can go to school full time. He puts up with a lot of shit from me! But that's part of why I love him so much!

I believe that's a pretty good start to my blog! Just a warning, I do usually type/write the same way as I speak. So there will be foul language occasionally and I might come off as a bitch sometimes. I promise though, I'm a pretty interesting person, and I have a feeling if I can keep this blogging thing up, it'll turn out pretty interesting too! Good night/morning folks!