This article will take you through the life of Jodi and offer you an accurate perspective of her life, and who she really is. Although the media has done everything possible to excoriate Jodi in the interests of their own agenda, this article will humanize Jodi in a manner you haven’t heart before, and give you a more accurate idea of who Jodi is and what her life was like – no media spin, and without an agenda.

The media (and those who follow the media — intentionally or unintentionally) describe Jodi as a “sexy, sadistic, sex-crazed maniac with a deceitful mind clear of remorse and with evil intentions” or a “whore” or “butcher”, because this is what “sells”. The media vultures off of younger females deemed as prettier than most such as Amanda Knox, Casey Anthony, and now Jodi, and these luring narratives capture the attention of many.

Nicknamed “Stabby” and ” Hodi” by critics who have no idea who Jodi is (]except that the media tells them), Jodi was used and abused by the media’s character assassination. Per contra, Jodi Arias is a human being with a heart, soul, mind, emotions, and conscience just like all of us, including YOU, reading this.

From Birth

Jodi Ann Arias was born on July 9, 1980 in Salinas, California, to Sandra Allen Arias and William “Bill” Arias. Jodi was their first-born child. As a toddler, Sand took Jodi out to the backyard and turned on the sprinkler when dealing with hot summer days.

Her brother, Carl, was born in 1982; Jody and Carl were inseparable up until about the age of seven. Jodi does not describe her childhood as “perfect”, but there was nothing out of the ordinary, and she has positive memories of those times. Jodi and Carl played with the other children in the cul-de-sac. They played hopscotch, jump-rope, they roller-skated, and rode bicycles. They had pets: dogs, cats, fish, rats, and frogs – yes, frogs! Their family traveled frequently. They went hiking, camping, and went to theme parks often.

Jodi remembers family holidays in Hawaii and at Sea World, but her fondest memories of Carl and herself are the two of them goofing off at home on a lazy Saturday morning in their pajamas, making a mess in the living room.

When Jodi was eleven years old, her sister Angela was born. She was so excited to have a sister and watched Angela come into this world as she helped raise her. Jodi was the first person to hold Angela after she was given permission by the hospital staff. Jodi’s younger brother, Joseph (“Joey”), was born when she was thirteen years old. Jodi also has an older half-sister from her father’s previous marriage.

Jodi’s parents owned restaurants, and when she was about eleven or twelve, her mother, Sandy, became a dental technician. They moved to Salinas, California, where they lived for 3 years. Jodi did things any normal child would do; she went to public school, participate in extracurricular activities, studied and created art, playing with pets, read a lot of books, took piano and karate lessons, and played the flute. Her first experience with art was coloring books when she was younger.

As Jodi grew older, she fascinated by art, and she began to paint. This fascination would eventually lead to her passion of photography:

Since I was a child, I’ve been drawn to art. I have been privileged to study under the guidance of two very gifted teachers. One, I remember only as Mr. B, the art teacher at Orcutt Junior High School, who I’m sure has long since retired. He granted me creative freedom to veer from the linear syllabus and follow my own inclinations. Richard Rengal, my high school art teacher and a true master of fine art, instilled me with the confidence in my ability that I would carry into the future and do still today. It is in large part due to his ceaseless belief in my skill that I have continued my artistic pursuits years after I last walked out of his classroom.Jodi Arias

When Jodi was in the ninth grade, the family moved to Yreka. Her friend throughout high school was Patricia “Patty” Womack and they had a strong bond. Jodi’s teenage years were tumultuous, and her relationship with her parents, slightly strained, as is typical for many teenagers.

She moved out of her parent’s home at the tender age of 18 with her first serious boyfriend, Bobby Juarez. The dirty rundown house was without power and phone at times, and in the cold of winter they could see their breath inside the house. Her parents did not support this relationship as the young couple tried to find their way in life. Their relationship reminds Jodi of a Charles Dickens quote:

“They were the best of times and they were the worst of times”

It was a difficult relationship, but Bobby will always be special to Jodi. By the age of 21, her relationship with her father had improved. Jodi spent time with two more serious boyfriends, Matt McCartney, and Darryl Brewer, before 2006 when she met Travis. Both relationships with McCartney and Brewer were typical, healthy relationships. Jodi and Matt were together for about two years. They lived together in Big Sur, California, and worked at Ventura Resort together. It ended when Matt cheated on Jodi, but they remained friends.

Her longest relationship of four years was with Darryl, whom she met while working at Ventana. She fondly remembers eating at Chicos, a restaurant in Monterey, where their friend played Reggae music and dedicated songs to them. They danced. Darryl was a good dancer. Jodi Darryl and his son, Jack enjoyed a summer tradition going camping in Big Sur on the south coast. Jodi and Darryl purchased a house in Palm Desert in California in 2005, and Jack stayed with them on the weekends.

As a family they spent a lot of time together, and engaged in typical family activities. They rode the aerial tram in Palm Springs to the top of San Jacinto Peak. They took Jack to Chuck E Cheese’s for his 7th birthday. Jodi and Jack were close. Jodi thought Jack was a great kid and she has not seen him since 2008. She hears he is now taller than she.

For the past six years, Jodi resides at Estrella jail in Phoenix, Arizona. She is housed in solitary confinement for 23 hours a day, since her (fault) first-degree murder verdict in May of 2013. Her family now holds a framed photo of Jodi for family portraits. Jodi can no longer take photographs, and can not paint with oils, her favorite medium, but she has been able to draw while at Estrella using colored pencils. When she goes to Perryville, she may be able to paint again, depending on her sentence.

Most of all, Jodi was overcharged, overprosecuted, unfairly prosecuted, and unjustly convicted (at the very least, of the wrong charge) by a biased judge and an impartial jury that wasn't sequestered, despite the fact that her case was internationally-covered.

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