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My 16-yr-old nephew got killed during my senior year of college (1995, so this wasn't recent) and it set me on quite the self-destructive path for the next 6-7 months of my life. (Side note: you know that belief that if your roommate dies, you get instant As on your finals? I don't know if that's myth/legend, but all but 1 of my professors scrapped my finals & calculated my grades without them. The one holdout gave me until halfway through the next semester to take the final as well)

I was already doing some serious partying before he got killed (after all, it was senior year. I had to go out with a bang), so this just magnified it. The 27-nights-in-a-row marathon of going out to bars or parties. The day before he got killed, I welcomed 2 new sisters to my sorority with a fifth of Absolut at a nearby fraternity house.(they drank about 1/8th of the bottle...guess who drank the rest, partied with the fraternity boys until 5am and was massively hungover the next day?)

I was angry at the situation as well. This was some serious bullshit, life. My nephew was awesome. He was a decent student, he was becoming a star athlete, he was active in his church & even a youth leader. Really?!!? This is how life goes?!?! Do everything right, be a good person and die in a car wreck at 16?!?! (At least that is how I saw it at the time). At the same time, I had this perfect plan in place for my life....I was getting better grades than I was at my former school, I was the top tennis player at the school and looking to follow up awesome year I had before (all-conference in both singles & doubles, academic all-american nominee) and I had a great boyfriend (albeit 6 hrs away at another school & before the internet really took off, so lots of letter writing). The plan was be awesome at tennis, get a nice little starter job lined up out of college, get engaged, live happily ever after like a Disney princess.

My anger led to an attitude of "fuck it, you're just going to die anyway". I would go on runs in thunderstorms not caring if I got hit by a car, not caring if I got hurt or struck by lightning. I also decided to experiment with some drugs here and there. (mostly weed, but some harder stuff too)..."fuck it, you're just going to die anyway". I'm pretty sure that my tennis coach knew I was still drunk/high on shrooms when i showed up at a 6am tennis practice convinced that the mascot painted on the wall of the gym was chasing me around it (side note: that was probably the fastest I ever ran laps. I'm not known for my speed now or then)

I'm sure teammates tried to save me ratting me out for partying, getting me suspended from the team for a couple exhibition matches (I almost got completely booted from our spring break trip, but I think I begged my way into going). I'd say to myself at the time "stupid bitch...she only ratted me out because she wants to be the star of the team & she knows this is the only way because she can't really beat me. She got lucky that 1 time she beat me". I think my coach tried to save me by sitting my ass and making me re-earn my #1 spot after losing it (I did, but i didn't train hard enough, got injured and while I still made all-conference again, I missed nationals by 1 hard-fought match played about a mile from where my nephew was killed. talk about heartbreaking). He'd sit me down in his office and ask me how I was or if I wanted to talk about it. I'd convince him I'm fine all the time saying to myself "why the fuck do I want to talk? No one can answer the questions I have about this whole fucking mess? Can you tell me why? no, so leave me the hell alone and get out of my business" My sorority sisters tried to save me (some of them were teammates as well) by telling me to stay away from the guy who I eventually cheated on my boyfriend with "yeah yeah, whatever...at least this guy is paying attention to me. My boyfriend is 6 hours away & he's dealing with his own grief." (he was going through the same thing after losing his 13-yr old sister in a car wreck about 5 months before my nephew's accident)

“If you have come here to help me, you are wasting our time”. I wasn't listening to anyone.

I had to do this on my own & one July 1997 morning....about 2 months after I graduated & 7 months after his accident....I did. I just woke up to this epiphany of "your freaking nephew wouldn't want you living your life this way", but by then....all was lost. College was done, I'd damaged some friendships with some sorority sisters that I don't think will ever be mended, the loving boyfriend gone (though he did forgive me, we were never able to reconcile) & well, my job prospects sucked.

Time to follow dreams like my nephew was never going to get to do....you know, I really don't want to have any regrets about my modeling aspirations I gave up at 17 to play tennis in college...let's see how that goes for a couple years here in Ohio...

it's 2014, I'm in Hollywood and yesterday i was just on set for yet another commercial....and came home to a loving boyfriend (different one, but equally loving).

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reckless_blues
May. 30th, 2014 05:58 am (UTC)
I love commercial shoots. They're fun and they usually only take like a day. What do you do? I was in grip/electric before I quit. (I did sound work too).

I'm just happy you managed to break out of that spiral so soon.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:11 am (UTC)
it was for a tech company. i'll let everyone know when it's online
eternal_ot
May. 30th, 2014 11:39 am (UTC)
Oh..well that was a real roller-coaster...i lost a real good friend in a car accident few years back and really did feel the same way.."fuck it, you're just going to die anyway"..so could understand...Glad things took a turn for good..:) and happy to read the end part..:) *Hugs*
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:11 am (UTC)
thanx
bleodswean
May. 30th, 2014 02:02 pm (UTC)
I can relate to this completely. Not sure I ever recovered, though. Glad to hear you are in a better place.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:13 am (UTC)
i still have moments where i think of how my life would've been different.
theun4givables
May. 30th, 2014 03:11 pm (UTC)
I think everyone goes through that, "What's the point?" sensation when a friend or a family member dies and they die way too young. My best friend from high school passed away early 2013 and I still struggle with periods of "What's the point?" But my life situation ain't exactly pretty, either, so I try to gather my nerves together and persevere.
eeyore_grrl
May. 31st, 2014 05:01 am (UTC)
Glad you found your way out. Also, glad your profs were understanding. In college my friend's father died, she got out of maybe one assignment. It sucked.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:14 am (UTC)
thank you
kagomeshuko
Jun. 1st, 2014 05:46 pm (UTC)
I've never lost anybody in a car accident, but I've lost plenty of people. Thankfully, my "you're just going to die," doesn't seem to last but a few days at some point in my grief. My grief seems to last from 5-7 months, but I seem to be able to get over the "you're just going to die," in a few days.

I remind myself that people want to see me to well and that God put me here for a purpose even if I don't understand it.
cheshire23
Jun. 2nd, 2014 01:54 am (UTC)
This makes a lot of sense to me. I'm glad it...well, not ended well exactly, but has changed and is going well for you.
alycewilson
Jun. 2nd, 2014 05:41 am (UTC)
It's inspiring that you were finally able to make it through the pain, but it must have been hard. I had a bad semester in college when my grandmother died, but my self-destruction wasn't nearly so extensive.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:16 am (UTC)
it was one death after another in 95....my bf's sister, then my grandfather, then we were in a minor car wreck and then my nephew.
kajel
Jun. 2nd, 2014 12:05 pm (UTC)
Death is a difficult thing to deal with sometimes. I am glad you came through the other side. Nicely done.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:15 am (UTC)
thank you
catwomon
Jun. 2nd, 2014 03:07 pm (UTC)
Losses are so hard, especially those like your nephew. Wasted lives that never get lived. I can understan the struggle. Good for you for pulling yourself out of that and making changes that have brought you where you are now. Life is worth living and only those who are alive can do it and they owe it to all of those who don't get the chance. I'm glad you are a success story.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:14 am (UTC)
thank you
karmasoup
Jun. 2nd, 2014 08:03 pm (UTC)
Happy to know it finally worked out in the end, but, wow, what a rough ride... I'm sorry you had to go that route, but you made it. Good for you.
aimercat
Jun. 4th, 2014 05:14 am (UTC)
i had to go through it to get to where I am. that's what I tell myself.
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