Hello everyone, I am Shannon, as we can see from the name of the blog and I am sure everyone has got that by now. Also, I should maybe extend a warning before you all follow me down the rabbit hole and get stuck on the chronicles of my life:
I am absolutely insane. Run right now while you can.
Oh well, it’s too late you’re already reading. It’s all your fault. Now that that’s out of the way.
On a more serious note, I want to say thank you to my wonderful, beautiful friend Katrina for giving me the opportunity to tell my story, and to you all the audience for taking time out of your day to read this, so thank you all.
Now, let’s start off with the wonders of my life. I still don’t even understand myself.
Well anyway, I grew up all around the Bay Area and had many adventures as a kid in the 80s and 90s, and of course growing up stuck in a strict Christian household. All of my adventures were the Devil temping me, but hey you get what you get, so I am not picky. I guess the Devil’s a cool guy when all you want to do is dress like a ghost or witch or something on Halloween, but can’t because every one around you is a super Christian and told you that you would burn in hell for even thinking that. But if you are like me, you never really cared because you were only in for the free candy and dressing different. That did not make those chalk type of sticks taste any less crapy than they were, so you were happy with what you got.
Then fast forward to your rebellion stage I mean “Yeah man, it was all about Hot Topic.” The smell in there was like Great Gram’s attic boxes ,but it’s cool. You just wanted to fit into that punk style. Like you wanted to draw some upside down crosses on your head and say FTW. But of course, who am I kidding that was the Devil? So I stuck with what was the safe route. Well, more like the secretive route. I watched “Charmed” when I could (LOL), you know like a bad ass even though no one was home at my dad’s,and I had the remote glued to my hand so I could change it to some non-demonic show just in case some one walked in on all that evilness 😉 I would try and write a few spells and burn some stuff to get back at people and so on, but I got so intrigued with the world of Witchcraft and started diving in every chance I got. I had the internet at home and I started learning and taking in as much info as I could. I mean, I soaked it up and retained it all, good and bad.
Later in life, I sorted it all out between the camp stories and the real life Witchcraft. This was no longer a rebel fantasy in my head – this was life. And it still is for me and of course I am the Antichrist to my dad and I own a nifty little nickname of the “white devil” from people which I love, by the way, because it’s very flattering. I mean it, I am probably the most pale thing you’ve ever seen in your life. I could star in The Twilight Saga without stage makeup. I just sparkle on the inside, so yeah “white devil” suits me. I worked hard for that name anyway, so I wear it like a crown.
I no longer have contact with most of my family because of so many more horrific things that have happened. I have my mom still and man, she has come a long way and accepted me for who I am now and that’s cool. We like “Charmed” together now, LOL.
I am in my 30s now and fend for myself well. My lovey husband helps, but remember I am the rebel of the story, so I am just going to stick with that plot for now . I am a full on Witch. I practice that as my full belief system. I love myself even more than I did because I practice Witchcraft. It has been such a healing outlet to me. It has taught me to learn, love, and be patient with the world around me. I have many funny stories, because when I say practicing Witchcraft, I mean “practicing.” I would love to tell you all those stories through my blog as you read until then. I just wanted introduce myself and give you all a little bit of background and again, a fair warning 😉
Can’t wait ’til next time when we all dive into my adventures as a Witch.