Before everything begins I should probably explain that this entry is a reflection of my work in progress; thus, this entry will be as well.  I am the third of three children.  I am the baby by “ a long shot.”  Both of my siblings, a brother and sister, are significantly older than me.  My parents are very loving and supportive.  As a child, I did not want for anything.  It was like my support system was on a ten all the time: my mom and dad got me what I asked for and my sister followed up with what they did not to ensure that I was trendy (hair, nails, clothes, and etc).  As a result, I became spoiled; I also became particular about what I wanted: what I wanted, when I wanted it, and how I wanted it.  At the age of 20, I wrote a 10-year plan that included my boyfriend at that time, a law degree, his job as a Spanish interpreter, and children.  9 Years later I literally have none of the previously listed.