I thought my first blog post would be an introduction to me and my background, which will be next, but first a little bit of existential crisis to deal with.
I have always been the type of person that just works hard or harder to get things done. Not enough money? Get another job, or three. Not happy with career? Go back to school and learn something new as many times as it takes. I grew up in the countryside of western New York State, where you work hard because you have to in order to survive. My father worked hard to have his own taxidermy business from our home, and my mom stayed at home to raise us until I was 3, then she got a job in an office. We never had a lot of money, but we had a lot of fresh air, fresh food, and room to run. They taught me to always finish what I start, and to work hard to overcome whatever life brings you. I am very grateful for their guidance and wisdom and it is the basis of my character.
At the end of 2015, after studying and researching for over a year for my Master's Degree in Ethnology and Folklore in Scotland, I started to have stomach issues. I will spare you the details and lengthy diagnosis story, but in the summer of 2017 I finally got the confirmed diagnosis of having Inflammatory Bowel Disease (IBD). I have been out of work since early 2017 due to my illness and I am still struggling in 2020 to find a treatment that will get me into remission. My immune system is very overzealous!