Tuesday, September 2, 2014
About Me
My name is Molly Margaret Flynn. I was born in Boston, MA. For the first half of my life (so far) I lived in Charlestown, which is a part of Boston that borders Somerville, Everett, and the North End. I'm number 5 out of 6 children in my immediate family. There was a time during my childhood that all of my siblings, myself, and my parents lived together in a cramped 4 bedroom public housing apartment. Those were the good ole' days. I treasure those crazy, fun, chaotic memories. I wouldn't trade them in for all of the money in the world. To me, they are priceless. Today, I live with my parents, my little brother, my only sister, and my 3rd oldest brother in Tewksbury, which is about 20 miles north of Boston. It borders Lowell, Wilmington, Billerica, and Andover. I'm a proud "Auntie" of two nieces and one nephew. My parents decided to move away from the city when my oldest brother, Mark, killed himself. We all needed a change, a way to help us heal and move on. As much as I hated living in this tree-infested town, I've met friends that will last a life-time; I've met people who have given me both positive, and negative experiences that have made me into the person I am today, and the person who I am ever becoming; I've learned that I'm terrified of the dark, and that I need to hear something other than crickets to help me sleep at night.
When I first moved up here, I had no friends, and had no interest in staying in contact with the friends I left back home. I wasn't even in high school yet, but I was deeply depressed and felt extremely alone. I began to cope in unhealthy ways, which I won't get into. I had horrible grades at school, and would stay home any chance I got. Most days, I tricked my Mom into thinking I was sick so she would let me stay home. But on the days that she would force me to go, I would sit in class and write down everything I felt instead of copying the notes on the board. I believe that this is how my hobby of writing came to life. I haven't stopped writing since then, and I hope I never do. I would never pursue writing as a career, because I love it too much. Someone one said to me that if you turn your hobby into a career it will become work. I never want writing to seem like work to me, although I know some of my pieces do need work. Other than writing, I enjoy spending time with my nieces and nephew. I will always be a kid at heart, so hanging out with them is easy and just plain fun. They bring out a part of me that I didn't know existed until they came into this world. Almost like a motherly instinct, but in this case I suppose it would be an "auntie instinct." With them, I am protective, playful, and innovative.
Others would describe me a bit differently. According to my boyfriend, I am kind, thoughtful, and generous. While my sister thinks of me as a thief (for borrowing some of her cute tops, and sweet smelling perfume). My mother talks about me as if I am her therapist, since I listen and can relate to most of the things she vents about. My dad would describe me as his "Smallbabe," the nickname he gave me as an infant. Although I'm a grown woman, to him I'll always be his little girl. My brother would describe me as an instigator. I'm not at all, but he thinks this way because of all the times he's had to stand up for me. And although I don't condone violence, I did feel proud when he suckered the guy in the face that got a little too touchy-feely at the bar. But when asked to describe myself, I always chose the word shy. When I am face to face with people who don't know me well, or vice versa, my social senses shut down. I'm like a turtle in fear, who pulls it's head inside it's shell to protect itself. This is something I have dealt with for my entire life, and because of this it's hard for my to make new friends, or even colleagues. I no longer want to live with this burden, so I'm choosing to think positive and believe my thoughts will all I have. The affirmation I chose to help me with this journey of social confidence is "I am beautiful and smart and thats how everyone sees me."
Here is an Arcostic Poem I wrote to that affirmation....
I
Am
Molly,
Beautiful and smart in
Every way.
A
Unique
Talent
I possess is to
Fully, and
Unconditionally
Love myself
And
Never
Doubt myself.
See, this is
My
Affirmation you're
Reading
Today
And
Now please,
Don't judge
The things I say
However, you might
And
That's okay.
So what if you judge? But,
Heed my advice,
Our judgements
Will
Eat us alive
Very slowly, they will
Eat us alive
Right or wrong,
Your thoughts are your
Own
Never
Ever forget to
See
Everyday, that you are beautiful in
Every way
Smart as well, just like
Me, and that is how
Everyone sees me.
I hope you all enjoyed it!
Until next time... Peace out :)
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Molly,
ReplyDeleteExcellent first post! This is great stuff. Your journal was open, honest, and very well written. It gave a great sense of who you are and where you came from - not just the places - the experiences, the transitions. That openness and honesty will be an asset in this class.
Your post is very well written, organized, and well designed. Great pics! I always love to see the family photos - it offers the dynamics.
Your poem is truly impressive. Great work! Although your lines are short, you have a great flow, and your vision in the poem is very clear and clever. I like where you took it. No judgement. I like your advice on this - it will eat us up - and distract us. We'll talk about that more in the course, so I'm glad you hit upon it here.
Great work - I look forward to reading your next one!
GR: 97