Turning Point

The Witch says:

A friend once told me that you'd know a "turning point" in your life when you categorized events as coming before or after that moment or person. How true. Looking back, my stories are often preluded by the significant appearance or disappearance in my life.

I have one big turning point in my adult life. One point where one person appeared (and eventually disappeared) at the same time another person disappeared. And I owe everything of who I am to that turning point cos at the same time I went on overdrive and made a 180 degree turn-around.

I might have lost something back then. And I still feel the sadness whenever I'd remember what I was able to leave behind. It's hard saying goodbye to good memories after all, especially when the memory reaches way back through my childhood. It's like losing my innocence and finding out what a scary and exciting world awaits. I guess, in the end, I appreciate that the more. I don't see what I lost, rather I see what I gained when I lost my turning point.

The Lady says:

It was like a light bulb lighting up when I got this idea for the blog! And now I'm kind of regretting that I thought it up because this will sound so self-centered! Who is my turning point? I am my turning point.

There have been people I've encountered that has influenced me in one way or the other but never has there been anyone that has been made such an impact that for a while I was lost from my world and into that person. There has been deaths, births, marriages, and migration in the family but not one of them has created that impact that changed my life. But there has always been me. I have been experiencing and living all of these and more. I have enjoyed and I have hated. BUT I think my turning point was tha time in my life I realized my Life wasn't perfect.

My turning point was when I decided to grow up. Bitter-sweet...

The Bitch Says:

Turning point. hmm.. this is a little easy. My turning point would have to be the time i decided not to take so much crap from other people and start standing up for myself. i was one of those "mousy" people back in high school. and for some reason it stuck. they'd just tease me like crazy, id go home crying because of some nasty joke or some girl who just got all my friends mad at me for no reason..(rumors and all).. heck i was in high school. i didnt know any better. i was the new kid. i couldnt do anything because these people had known each other since forever. Come college, shoot, nobody knew anybody... except for some.. but in the long run, everybody was "new" shoot, i decided iwouldnt be the same withdrawn person i was way back when.. became more outspoken, wasnt afraid to say what was honest to me, heck if they couldnt handle it, i wouldnt even care. not that i became a mean bitch or anything.. oh no, wait, i did,, hihi~ in a way, my subconscious thought up a way to get back at the bullies. nobody deserved to be bullied. id have to say though that i was pretty happy that i have the bitch in me to defend myself. it was better than nothing.. definitely better than nothing..