My Life In Pieces

I was named after a tv witch. Samantha. I never have been able to wiggle my nose though. I've tried many times, but I never could accomplish the nose wiggle. I did find my calling though, as a witch. Typically misunderstood, I struggled through every stage of my life. The short redheaded girl with plastic glasses, frizzy hair, and buck teeth. I was bullied most of my life I would say. especially as a kid. looking back, I see the signs I exhibited for my future battle with addiction. I had dreams of what I wanted my life to be like. I wanted the big money career and all the nice things that went with it. I didn't anticipate my life turning out the way it has. I never felt like I fit in. never felt a part of anything. I had anxiety, I was insecure, I didn't really like myself. I've always looked at other people and wondered why I couldn't have a different life. Why did I deserve to suffer? I was a good kid. I did well at school. I played sports. I was a good kid. I never understood why I was always singled out. As I reflect on my life, I realize that I have always been different. I do not follow the flock. I do my own thing and that's ok. So who am I? What am I becoming?: I am a daughter. a sister. a mother. a friend. a leader. a teacher. An ear to listen. A shoulder to cry on. A woman of integrity. I am love. I am light. I am a witch. I am a psychonaut. I am a helper. I am a spiritual being. I am intelligent. I am observant. I see the truth. I didn't always feel that way about myself. I met a very special man a little over a year ago who helped me along my way. Such an amazingly beautiful person who I fell very much in love with. then one day, my life was torn to pieces.