Compulsory Introductions

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Well, hi.

My name is Aiyana, but I used to be known as Clementine.
I'm 20 years old and just doing whatever the hell makes me happy.

The life that I call mine is made up of a lot of things, but I'm mostly just venturing to live out as many of my numerous dreams as I can while trying to maintain sanity in a very insane world.

I am a survivor of Child Sexual Abuse, and that has pretty much been the engine that drives me to be better, smarter and more successful. At 19 I dropped out of school after only three semesters, but don't write me off just yet.

In the absence from university, I have flourished. With the secret of my abuse finally having seen the light of day, I was free to explore who I wanted to be and not bound to the personality that I had formed as a protective shell. Within and without the exploration I found the strength in myself to go after my goals, and I landed myself an internship that would ultimately redirect and shape my future; this job being at a newspaper.

Before you get the idea in your mind that I was the mailroom wench, stop and let me tell you about my year and a half long foray into being a journalist. Complete with a byline and assignments that ran the gamut from murders to centennial birthday parties and everything in between.

Being shoved into situations that tested my mental stability--you try knocking on a murderer's door because your editor gave you the wrong address--and also exercised my ability to stay awake at a 7 a.m. press conference truly forced me to reexamine what was important and what I really wanted to do with my life.

By the middle of my tenure at the paper, I was given somewhat of a lateral promotion--basically being paid the same for a slightly more strenuous position--and was suddenly thrust to do the job of one of the other interns as morning blogger. I was the first person in the office, trusted to publish to the online edition without an editor's approval, on top of being depended upon to keep all of the paper's social media running smoothly.

When my internship ended I began to explore more of what I could do with the skills that I had acquired and realized that social media was something that I was pretty good at working with on a large scale, so why not pursue it? I proposed this idea to my father and asked if I could test my skill with his company.

Stop while you're ahead. Yes. I abused the dirty n-word that is nepotism, but I think the fact that I've grown his businesses' online following by close to 200% speaks volumes of what I can do. Now his company isn't my only client.

The path that my life was on has veered drastically. Thanks, in part, to the tragedy that no longer defines me. My definition of self has been rocked to the core, my world has been altered and success is no longer a dream, but a state of mind.

This blog is just a place for me to dabble into the occasionally strange things that I think about, love, strive for and ultimately achieve.

Once we've gotten to know each other a little better, I'll let you in a little bit more.

xoxo darlings,


1 comment:

  1. You sound like an interesting person that I would LOVE to get to know :)


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