All about Sids

I was born in the tiny island of Trinidad, some 27 and a half years ago.

And the drama begins…….(For the record, I would like to say that I truly believe that the drama follows me, and NOT the other way around!) This is the journey of my weird and slightly entertaining life. I hope in my efforts I don’t offend or piss off anyone (this is not my intention).

I am the second child and daughter of my parents and I pretty much grew up as my sisters’ shadow, or at least that’s what it felt like. I liked what she liked, I did what she did – well, you middle and second children – you know what I’m talking about!! I was a very shy and meek little girl. Anyways, my parents got divorced when I was 9 years old – don’t worry, I don’t think I felt as devasted as I should have. My parents are both still great people, I guess they just weren’t meant to be together. After the divorce, I lived with my sister, my mom, my stepdad and his two kids -  things were adjustably ok. When I was 12, I met the guy who would become my first husband. We were stuck in a forbidden relationship for the next 6 years – really! As I later realized, (and somewhat too late) he was just a little bit obsessive and controlling. My parents disliked our relationship, and as I reflect back, so did I, but he gave a shy girl ALOT of attention. Anyways, my mom and stepdad spontaneously decided one day, that we should move to Cana-duh!! You know, “better opportunities” and all. I can’t say I hated the idea, actually, I think I was a little intrigued. Eventhought it meant giving up a pretty comfortable lifestyle and the future 1st husband.

So, we landed in Canada when I was almost 17. Things in Canada were good, cold and alot different, but good. High school was a bit strange – I only had like 3 semesters – didn’t really make an impact at all, neither did I make any real friends. Six months after my family and I came to Canada, my “to be” husband shows up (well, we did talk almost daily, so it wasn’t like a surprise to me – I knew he was coming). So here he was in Canada and skipping school became a habit. Shortly after, I started University, and skipping school became an obsession. (My parents are really proud!!) Anyways, we got married after I turned 18.  My parents took this news better than expected and the marriage went off pretty smoothly. Meanwhile, I basically wasted $6000 on my first year of University, and decided to try Psychology, instead of Economics (boring).

I was definately not ready for marriage. And five years later…. yup, you guessed it – divorced!! So, there I was at 23, single again, living with the parents. And then I met Panchito… Its been a very interesting 4 and a half years, let me tell you. Anyways, that’s pretty much the story of me, thus far. Oh, one more thing – I recently got in engaged – husband #2 ?? ……