Present.
So, where do you start? I've had so many of these I have mearly lost track. None of which have I ever told the truth. I'm always censoring myself; manipulating reality in order to keep those close to me safe.
Well, I believe I have left that part of my life behind now.
My name is Ceferina Grace Gayotin. I was born in Seattle, Washington. I was raised mostly in Puyallup.
I have two older brothers, one of which I reside with, as well as both of my parents. I'm nineteen years old going on twenty. February 28th to be exact. I find 20 a rather intimidating age. I'll go into that later. I have a boyfriend, Adam, of almost 3 years and I am a tattoo artist.
Past.
She spent a lot of time with guys. Her brother, the boys at school & the occasional girl. Her best girlfriends. In the 5th grade it was only 3 girls, later it would become four. She was outgoing and slightly awkward looking. She loved attention and passing glances from the guys. She liked to think she could do anything. She started getting a sore throat, lots of midnight fevers coming and going. Tonsils always inflamed. In December, she started staying home from school quite often. Every morning her father would get her ready for school. What started as a morning routine grew to something that would change the course of her whole life.
Present.
I don't have enough courage to continue on the past right now.
I can't really believe I'm putting her past into words.
This is quite scary.
But I feel I need to.
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