Jayme Rios
Bio
We all have a stories, here are mine.
Stories (4/0)
Projecting my trauma unto loved ones
I got out of the shower and told my son to get his sister because it was bedtime (10:30 pm). Alexandar ran to grandma's room and came back "um, grandma said she wasn't in there" I walked throughout the house calling her name and she was nowhere to be found.
By Jayme Rios3 years ago in Psyche
First Memory
Christmas was always a great holiday for my big family- It usually played out the same way every year- my whole family got together for a gift exchange and a dinner, the gifts would be passed around amongst the adults and the kids got to open it after it was distributed. This memory is from the Christmas of 1997, all was great.
By Jayme Rios3 years ago in Families
Why? Because, Because.
After my mom split, it was the all about the three musketeers- Dad, Edvan, and I. Ed- my dad- drank A LOT, but we were kids, and so I guess we didn't mind. Janet- my mom- took the one vehicle we had to get around, so we walked around a lot, it was fun, mostly.
By Jayme Rios3 years ago in Families