The Bold Badass

I was challenged today. That challenge was looking at all the things that happened in my past and to evaluate those events. If the event was negative...I was asked to list a positive that was a result. Sexual Assualt at 5 years old by a family member. Domestic Abuse Relationship. Adopted. Mother in a wheelchair. Corporate Retail. When I thought about things that have defined the person I am today...these are the 5 things that stand out in my mind. There is some negative parts...but there is even more positive. For those of you that don't know...I am adopted. This is one of my favorite parts of my story. It is probably the most confusing yet fascinating parts. I was adopted by my birth mother's childhood best friend. My Moms have known each other since they were 12. I mean if I could figure out how to legally make me and my best gal family...I would do it! Our family dynamic is crazy and confusing for outsiders. I wouldn't change this nontrad...

I am gonna come right out and say it... FUCK HORMONES!!! For the last 7 months...I have been fighting with my body. It all started when I started to feel my eyes get really heavy after lunch every day. The first thing I did was change up my lunches. I figured that whatever I was eating was making me hit that 3pm afternoon lull. It was when I couldn't keep my eyes open on the drive home from work that I knew something was wrong. I started to realize that I was extra emotional. I mean crying over EVERYTHING!! I was also really angry. I mean RAGE kind of angry. Everything would rub me the wrong way. I would feel my blood pressure rise from a person looking at me the wrong way or someone saying something in a tone. I was miserable. On top of all that...I gained almost 20lbs and my pain flared up. It hurt so bad every morning that I woke up. I could barely stand up straight and the joint pain...UNBEARABLE!!!! Pain meds didn't ...

To all the ladies that that think they’re fat because you aren’t a size zero. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 ’ 𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦 . Society is the ugly one. Never fucking forget...when life gives you curves... 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 .  I haven’t always been super confident. You see…I have battled body image issues most of my life. Not because of how I grew up. My mother is the most incredible, supportive, encouraging woman you have ever met. (I say this because I know a lot of people have body image issues because of the pressure from a parent.) I honestly don’t know exactly when it started. All I remember is always being super uncomfortable in swimsuits. Even as a little girl. I grew up super active. (There was no reason for me to be self conscious.) I tried soccer. (Hated it.) I tried karate. (Hated that one too.) Then I found my true love…GYMNASTICS. For some reason leotards were ok because I was covered and I could wear "biker" shorts under to cover my thighs...

Hello my little Lovelies!!!! I am Devin. I have always had the dream of using my voice to make the world a brighter place. I was raised to speak my mind and share my story in hopes that I can inspire one person. You see…I come from a super crazy story. What if I told you that I was 1 part of 3 sets of twins? Crazy…right? What if I told you that I was adopted and my birth mother and my adoptive mother were best friends since they were 12? Even crazier?? Oh and my birth mother…yeah…she is my godmother and we are super close. [Even if she is over 700 miles away.] I guess you have gathered by now that I am a twin. My twin brother, Ross, is my best friend on the planet. I mean we were wombmates= instant bestie. We are super close. We have only missed celebrating 2 birthdays out of 33…so far. He keeps this bold badass in check. I tend to be a little blunt and do things and ask for forgiveness later. Like the time that I emailed our biological father in the middle of the n...