Why Lara Croft is my hero

Back in 1999 I was injured in an auto accident that left me with 17 fractures, two blood transfusions and three titanium rods implanted in my body. I was in a wheel chair for 9 months and sunk into a depression when I was finally released from the hospital. One of the many things I did to pass the time was play video games, specifically the Tomb Raider games. Unable to use my legs, I found that I could walk again through Lara Croft. Not only could I walk but I could travel the world and search for ancient artifacts and face the unknown.

One night I had a vivid dream that I actually was Lara. I guess you can call it my first cosplay dream. Dressed in her classic outfit, I looked down and discovered that I was standing on my own two feet. I immediately began to run, elated that I had my mobility back. My surgical scars were also gone. It was with great sadness that I woke up trapped in my own body again, unable to do antyhing. I worked very hard in therapy. My doctors said I would be walking again within 12 months or later. This was not acceptable to me and through blood, sweat and tears I was walking in 9 months.

Shortyly after the live action movie was released featuring my favorite woman in the world, Angelina Jolie. In 2006 I began the hobby of cosplay and in 2009 I put the catsuit version of Lara Croft together (as seen in the video games). I kept my darker hair mirroring Angelina (Lara's hair is light brown in the video games) so my cosplay is sort of a combination of the video game Lara and movie Lara.

Through that difficult time, Lara was an escape from reality for me. I was able to leave the wheel chair behind and do extrodinary things through her. She is the female version of the Batman. She has all the smarts and cool gadgets. It takes pure guts to do what she does. She is not gifted with super powers and yet does the most incredible things known to man. She is beautiful, sexy, brave, smart and never gives up. She can over come any obstacle.

Lara Croft is my hero because she literally inspired me to learn how to walk. There were often times where I felt trapped in my own body and through her I could live again. 

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Why Lara Croft is my hero

Back in 1999 I was injured in an auto accident that left me with 17 fractures, two blood transfusions and three titanium rods implanted in my body. I was in a wheel chair for 9 months and sunk into a depression when I was finally released from the hospital. One of the many things I did to pass the time was play video games, specifically the Tomb Raider games. Unable to use my legs, I found that I could walk again through Lara Croft. Not only could I walk but I could travel the world and search for ancient artifacts and face the unknown.

One night I had a vivid dream that I actually was Lara. I guess you can call it my first cosplay dream. Dressed in her classic outfit, I looked down and discovered that I was standing on my own two feet. I immediately began to run, elated that I had my mobility back. My surgical scars were also gone. It was with great sadness that I woke up trapped in my own body again, unable to do antyhing. I worked very hard in therapy. My doctors said I would be walking again within 12 months or later. This was not acceptable to me and through blood, sweat and tears I was walking in 9 months.

Shortyly after the live action movie was released featuring my favorite woman in the world, Angelina Jolie. In 2006 I began the hobby of cosplay and in 2009 I put the catsuit version of Lara Croft together (as seen in the video games). I kept my darker hair mirroring Angelina (Lara's hair is light brown in the video games) so my cosplay is sort of a combination of the video game Lara and movie Lara.

Through that difficult time, Lara was an escape from reality for me. I was able to leave the wheel chair behind and do extrodinary things through her. She is the female version of the Batman. She has all the smarts and cool gadgets. It takes pure guts to do what she does. She is not gifted with super powers and yet does the most incredible things known to man. She is beautiful, sexy, brave, smart and never gives up. She can over come any obstacle.

Lara Croft is my hero because she literally inspired me to learn how to walk. There were often times where I felt trapped in my own body and through her I could live again. 

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So I decided to get a Blog...again.

Been a few years but I decided to start a Blog once again. I guess it's a combination of a few things; the first that I miss writing and the second is because fans have been demanding it. Guess my website, Facebook fan page, Deviant Art, Twitter and Flickr account aren't enough. *sigh*

This past Saturday I went to Comic Fusion to meet up with my gal pal Hannah (the best Harley Quinn cosplayer in the world) and help raise money for charity. It was fun and I met two of her other lovely cosplay friends. They were both super sweet girls and the total the store ended up raising was something like $15,000. Yay! You can see all the pics on my Facebook Fan Page:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=191557&id=264793706182&ref=mf

I'm going to another comic show this weekend after my CPR class. I think I'm going to go as Black Canary for that show and wear the corset and not the body suit. I'll also add a black ribbon on my neck and the jacket of course.

My personal life is incredibly hectic right now. My brother is in the hospital, work is stressing me out (that's what happens when you work for a greedy corporation instead of a school district) and I had a falling out with a "friend" who was more than a friend and who was abusive on so many levels. I don't understand why I stick with certain people and do so much for them just so they can treat me like shit. This guy, let's call him Spike, was seriously lucky I ever entered his life and all I ever tried to do was help him. I sacraficed so much. There were times he was a doll and we had fun but then he would snap and was just cruel, controlling, manipulative, used me, did things on purpose to hurt me and put me down. This coming from someone who is broke, a high school drop out, up until recently was unemployeed, still lives at home with daddy and the only thing he has going for him is his looks (which will eventually fade). Why did I waste my time? Guess I felt like he needed me and I could help him but in the end I was abused in ways I don't even want to say publically. This is what happens when I care about someone; I end up getting hurt. Tired of this.

I may have to see a shrink or something. I thought what my ex did to me several years ago was bad, but this feels worse. I know I'm better off not talking or dealing with Spike anymore (going on 5 days now) but all of that hurt is still there...and it sucks when you live right upstairs from him.

This made me happy; seeing Jorge Garcia on the new Weezer album. I <3 him.

READ MORE - So I decided to get a Blog...again.

So I decided to get a Blog...again.

Been a few years but I decided to start a Blog once again. I guess it's a combination of a few things; the first that I miss writing and the second is because fans have been demanding it. Guess my website, Facebook fan page, Deviant Art, Twitter and Flickr account aren't enough. *sigh*

This past Saturday I went to Comic Fusion to meet up with my gal pal Hannah (the best Harley Quinn cosplayer in the world) and help raise money for charity. It was fun and I met two of her other lovely cosplay friends. They were both super sweet girls and the total the store ended up raising was something like $15,000. Yay! You can see all the pics on my Facebook Fan Page:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=191557&id=264793706182&ref=mf

I'm going to another comic show this weekend after my CPR class. I think I'm going to go as Black Canary for that show and wear the corset and not the body suit. I'll also add a black ribbon on my neck and the jacket of course.

My personal life is incredibly hectic right now. My brother is in the hospital, work is stressing me out (that's what happens when you work for a greedy corporation instead of a school district) and I had a falling out with a "friend" who was more than a friend and who was abusive on so many levels. I don't understand why I stick with certain people and do so much for them just so they can treat me like shit. This guy, let's call him Spike, was seriously lucky I ever entered his life and all I ever tried to do was help him. I sacraficed so much. There were times he was a doll and we had fun but then he would snap and was just cruel, controlling, manipulative, used me, did things on purpose to hurt me and put me down. This coming from someone who is broke, a high school drop out, up until recently was unemployeed, still lives at home with daddy and the only thing he has going for him is his looks (which will eventually fade). Why did I waste my time? Guess I felt like he needed me and I could help him but in the end I was abused in ways I don't even want to say publically. This is what happens when I care about someone; I end up getting hurt. Tired of this.

I may have to see a shrink or something. I thought what my ex did to me several years ago was bad, but this feels worse. I know I'm better off not talking or dealing with Spike anymore (going on 5 days now) but all of that hurt is still there...and it sucks when you live right upstairs from him.

This made me happy; seeing Jorge Garcia on the new Weezer album. I <3 him.

READ MORE - So I decided to get a Blog...again.