I was born November 13, 1978, in Concord, Cabarrus County, North Carolina. From what I was told, I had a perfect birth. But sometime after I was born, I lost oxygen to my brain. I was also told that my mother broke my nose. I was 18 months old when I was taken away from my mother. Also from what I was told my dad was summoned to court, to claim me, but he never showed and I became a ward of the state. I was approximately 3 years and 11 months when I was adopted.
I tried for the longest time to be perfect. Then I found out that nobody’s perfect.
I am going to be omitting a lot of things, because a lot of things don’t need to be said. And frankly, I don’t remember. But there are a lot of things that do need to be talked about and I’m just gonna leave it at that.
Nobody liked my parents and if you knew my parents, you probably wouldn’t like them either. I don’t know much about my childhood and even getting into my adulthood, I know very little.
I do however know that had it not been God, I would not be here to tell my story. I was baptized at the age of nine and accepted Jesus Christ into my life as Lord and Savior, and at the age of 15 I died.
I thought I was gonna tell you about how I grew up and everything but I figured I would take a different approach.
My dad was supposed to be a minister, that is my adopted dad. He had a minister’s placard, hanging on the wall. For the longest time my dad would not stop trying to grab me and/or putting his hands on me. I told him to stop. He said that it was something my mom’s dad and his dad used to do to them all the time. I told him “I don’t care what they did to you. I don’t like it. Please Stop and he never did. My mom asked me if he had ever r***d me and I told her that I did not know. He did not stop until I was 28 years old. And also, the fact of the matter is, is, that he was always stealing my money. He was stealing my money for years and when I got a grant to go back to school that money was to go for paying bills he took my money and he smoked it and drank it away and I believe that is what killed him.
Now I’m only mentioning key parts in my life, certain incidences.
I was about 14 or 15 I don’t remember. But I found a Western pop cap gun, under a bush, where I lived. And I tried to show my mother and my mom tried calling the cops and I pulled phone cord out of the wall. I was accused of trying to shoot her and then I was accused of trying to strangle her with the phone cord. I was also told by the cops had they seen me with the gun they would have shot me. It was a western pop cap gun, not a real gun. And I was also not trying to strangle her.
I also remember that my grandmother had told me that she was not going to feed me, if I didn’t tell her what was going on in the house. I told her “I didn’t know” but she said she was not going to feed me and I mentioned that to the people in the psychiatric ward and then I was accused by my mom for her missing 18 years of her life with her mother. All because what I said my grandmother said.
Now. let’s see if I can’t get back on track.
When I was adopted, I was raised in Durham, North Carolina. I was taken out of school at the age of 13 so I could take care of my mother. Then and only then, did I find out I was adopted. I was raised as a Carrington, but my adopted mother told me that my name was Moore and/or Morgan giving me very little to go by and that I have a half brother name Scott and/or Scotty. He is approximately 1 and a 1/2 years younger than myself. Apparently we were in the same foster care together but we were not allowed to be adopted together. We have the same mother, but different dads.
I was also told the only reason why I was taking out of school is because the students were bad influence on me.
I remember one incident in particular where a student put a staple in another students biscuit and told me if I said anything he was gonna kick my ass. So I said nothing, except for “don’t eat your biscuit”. He ended up eating his biscuit and finding the staple. Not only did I get in trouble but the kid who put the staple in the other kids biscuit did as well. While in time out this kid tried to stick a pencil in my... he said he was going to measure and see who was bigger. From my understanding, the kid committed su***de.
I liked my teacher. A student bet my teacher that he could not teach me 8th grade work and my teacher, took on that bet. He sat down with me and gave me a test a little math quiz he told me the ins and outs of what I had to do so I answered all the questions and then he graded me. I ended up getting all the answers to all the questions correct and I don’t know how I did. It shows how smart I am right? I do know at the age of 13 when I was taking out of school the last test I took I ended up getting 99 I don’t know how good that is but I heard it was really good. I’ve been tested several times after the fact and I do remember that when I was tested I was as as low as the 7th grade and as high as the 10th grade but since then my IQ has dropped. My parents were supposed be homeschooling me and they said that I did not want to learn they did not want to teach me I do remember reading out of one of two books 2300 English and 2700 English. I just don’t know which one. They ended up graduating me at the age of 17 giving me a pissant certificate of completion which means nothing because if I ever wanted to get into the service that certificate of completion wouldn’t amount to a hill of beans. If I was going to do anything it would’ve had to come from a high school or I would’ve had to have a high school diploma. I was told that my mom, my biological mother, had a fourth grade education. I have a fourth grade education, yet my IQ is higher than hers. I went to all these schools Greystone Baptist Church, Holt School and Hillandale Elementary, Camelot Academy, Agape Corner, Little River and Carrington Middle School
The exact same day I turned 18, I started working at the Waffle House and that wasn’t the only job that I had I worked other places. Places to name Orange Interprises, PTA Pizza, Byrd’s, Food Lion, Hardee’s, The Durham Exchange Club, yet the Waffle House was the longest job that I’ve ever worked at for 10 years to be exact on and off. And they had the gall to say I was unreliable. I actually had customers tell me they would not let me cook their food because they would not let a gay person cook their food. I was there every day sick or not and I was told that if I did not come in I would be fired I was the best damn cooked at the waffle house ever had and I was even told that. I started working at the one in Hillsborough, North Carolina, worked at the one in Durham and also in Melban or was it Efland? I can’t remember... I stopped working at the age of 24 due to the fact that I became homeless and they said that I was unreliable.
When I was 4 years old, so to say, I was brought into this world with Joan Jett and the Black Hearts I Love Rock‘n’Roll. I can’t remember how old I was, but when I was about 8, 9, years old, I started wearing my mothers clothes. I even put on her wedding dress and I look damn good. And at the age of 15 I got into Prince. First song I ever heard was The Most Beautiful Girl in the World. Even tried fashion myself after Prince and Rupaul. At the age of 17 my dad told me that I reminded him of Boy George.
I was always told that I don’t need to be somebody else, I just need to be myself.
When I was 28 I went to a Hedwig and the angry inch concert in Carrboro, North Carolina. At the cats cradle The Donna’s we’re also performing. I Found out I was transgender, and then, sometime after that I started taking hormones. I was going through the process of having my name change, and January 14, 2008 I had my name legally changed to Samantha Leigh Carrington
Story behind the name is I grew up on Bewitched and I told my parents that one day I was going to be like Samantha Stevens, a good witch. One day when I was a lot younger I came up with the whole concept of having a spelling bee to see who can make the best spells, not spell words. I really I wanted to be a witch I started watching things like the Craft, hocus-pocus, Warlock. I figured that if I was a witch and I knew how to do spells I could change myself into girl without having the actual surgery. And with my name already being Jason Lee there was the actress Jennifer Jason Leigh and I took her last name and made my middle name.
May 2, 2008 I left North Carolina and moved to San Francisco California, to finish my transition.
I live other places as well such as Oakland California Los Angeles California Santa Maria California. I moved back to San Francisco in 2012 and January 1, 2013 I started going by the name Christina Desireé Holt, but not legally until March 26.After I had my surgery August 27I moved to Louisville Kentucky on the 30th of Novemberjust after I turn 35. Somewhere between the first and 2 January 2014 I move to Winterhaven Florida. Other places I have lived would be Lake Wells Florida and Lakeland Florida. I believe it was May 2015 when I move to Syracuse New York.
I have not stopped looking for my mother or my brother it has been two years since the last time I looked I believe I was 31 maybe 32 when I started looking I called Cabarrus County Hospital and I talked with them they told me that they do not hold records over 30 years I told them that it hasn’t been 30 years they asked me how old I was and I told him like oh yeah it has been over 30 years now And they also told me that my dad would have to want to find me I don’t even know who my dad is and the only person on my birth certificate is my mom.
Starting in Lake Wells Florida moving to Syracuse New York and now leaving Chico California and on my way back to San Francisco. And going by the name of Bella Luna Fioré. I left San Francisco and move to Austin Texas.
Though it is been trying, I do love my wife. We were never supposed be getting married. I came down here for her birthday, one month prior and I asked her, I pop the question, “what would you say, if I asked you to marry me? She said, “if you’re for real, yes, yes, absolutely yes! But if you’re just bullsh*tting me, the answer would be no, because I don’t want to get my hopes up for nothing. I had my name legally changed to Jessica Lynn Moore and then, I bought her a certificate for her birthday and three days later we got married. October 5, 2015. People were supposed to come to the wedding but they did not it was just me, Bridgette and the Justice of the Peace. Shortly after we got married I went to jail. I believe it was October 20.I was in jail for two weeks, then I got out on November 4, just before I turn 37. Now it’s 2016 January 21and I’m being arrested again. I’m not released until April 4.I knew, both times, when I was being released from jail. But the second time, was a little bit longer than I was expecting and/or anticipated.
I have been arrested five times once when I was 26 once when I was 27 twice when I was 36 and once when I was 37 I am now 39 and I have been out of jail two years, so far.
We moved in to the community first village June 8, 2017.
Bridgette was on the waiting list a lot longer than myself, but then again, shortly after we got married, I got put on the waiting list as well. Bridgette and I both had to wait two additional years to move in, because they didn’t have the trailer ready. It is May 12and almost one year since we moved in. The last several weeks, I’ve been doing GED classes and I’m also getting closer to finding my family.
I told you my past and my present to be, but a lot of my life still a mystery to me. I haven’t found it’s equal, but it’s time for me to discover my prequel.
