Drugs! Alchohol! These two things prove to be very dangerous to the human person. My older brother was once addicted to both, but with the help from my parents, he is now back on the right track. This was only possible because my parents took huge steps in helping him get to rehab. They were heroes to me and my family because they had been so caring, loving, and forgiving to my brother. There has been so many wonderful things I have learned from them. My parents saved my brother's life and showed me what true love and hope can accomplish. Ever since my brother was 18, he has been independent and on his own. In fact, on his 18th birthday, he decided to go live with his biological father in San Diego. I remember watching them drive away and seeing my brother Ian leaving for what felt like forever. His father, step-mother, and …show more content…
He drove to the shared apartment my brother was in and had a long talk with him about cleaning up his life and going to a rehab. "Ian, it's time to change this self-hurt", my dad said, "come with me to a rehab and free yourself and your family from this sadness." So Ian, half drunk and drugged, packed his things and we took him to a rehab far from where he was supported in his addictions. We took him to a beautiful beach rehab in California and left him there, uncertain but optimistic about the future. After that, we would all sit at home after work and school, waiting to hear any news about him. The therapists and doctors had made a rule that he needed to separate himself completely from his family and friends until he was healed better. So, we would get one weekly call for about 5 minutes to talk to Ian. My mother and father take the time to encourage him to keep up the progress and give him loving sayings of positivity. This was such a great example for me and taught me to never give up on people that might need a little
I remained next to him in silence, listening to his incoherent mumbling and staring at his eye that was almost swollen-shut from falling. This is not how I had intended to start my spring break. I was angry more than anything. Angry at my dad for his actions, angry at myself for failing to stop things before they got this bad. Anger initially overrode the realization that my dad almost died from alcohol poisoning. The following morning my mom and I made it clear that he would no longer be accepted in the family if he didn't go to rehab. My dad had no way out of this. That morning was the best opportunity I had to change things, but combating addiction ultimately comes down to the person with the addiction changing. Seeing him in the hospital was my way of showing him that I still loved him, but at the same time would no longer put up with his
Feeling responsible for situations out of my control was difficult. My grades were awful, it was impossible to focus on anything. I could hardly sleep at night with the amounts of stress I was under. Knowing that my father was an alcoholic with bi-polar disorder opened me up to a new world. I was exposed to so much more than the average kid, especially when he would bring me to the Alcoholic Anonyms meetings. I met so many interesting people threw my father. My entire view of the world and its inhabitants has been altered. Growing up was very difficult but the experiences that I had has shaped the person I am today.
...rrifying when I found out that he had MD. He was unable to walk properly and his muscles deteriorated to a large extent. His whole life was changed and I remember me and him crying for long periods.
brother had been taken away at such a young age and the only person that
They expected so much from him, he was the one to go to college and major in medicine or engineering. To get this great job that made good money, and to support the whole family. He was my parent's American dream, while my little sister and I we're along for the ride. As a kid I thought that since they expected that from him, I had to do to the same. I started to develop a mentality that education wasn't for me, but for my family to become successful. I fail to realize that what my parents were doing to my older brother was wrong. That they were going to use him to live the life they couldn't have. I didn't realize the stress they put him through and that because of that stress he was slowly becoming depressed. I was so stuck in this world that their expectations we're supposed to be mine. After my brother graduated high school, I started to doubt the mentality I developed after he had enough and left. But because I didn't want to disappoint my parents like my brother did, I just pushed the issue
I received a voice mail today from Sean McKnight stating he has a meeting setup with Ken Barber and some other individuals on the executive board of Illinois Joining Forces (IJF). I felt it was my duty to inform the group about some important facts that Mr. McKnight is very good at hiding. I met Mr. McKnight during my time at NIU. I just served my time as the NIU Veterans Club president and decided it was time to let someone else take the helm. Matthew Galloway the current Veterans Club president introduced the club to Sean McKnight at a veterans club meeting. Sean came in and presented himself as a seasoned veteran’s advocate who has many connections throughout the state of Illinois and Washington D.C. He promoted his organization that he was starting Warriors Guarding Warriors as a revolutionary concept that has not been thought of as for yet throughout the veteran community. Finally, he offered his services to any veterans having trouble with VA benefits or the medical process. At the time we did not know that he was not officially certified to help veterans, and nor did he actually know the proper process or paper work needed to help our fellow veterans. Sean offered to be the Veterans Clubs mentor. The club held a vote and
My brother Jared has been an important aspect of my life since I was born. Jared has a disease called Crohns and since we found out he had this disease it has been hard for me to understand why he has this disease and why God allowed him to have this disease. But through it all, it grew me closer to God. And my brother, who was the one who was dealing with the hardest thing, was an example to me and taught me how to live my life for Christ.
I grew up in a good home. I have wonderful parents and family members, and an amazing community that provided me with a wonderful childhood full of personal growth and preparation for future success. My parents and close relatives taught me the importance of kindness and always offering a helping hand. However, just as any, my family had some bumps along the way. My uncle and grandfather were addicts. I watched my family struggle with the emotional and financial stress that addiction can bring. Grandpa was in and out of rehab, and struggled with addiction to medication and alcohol until the day he died. My uncle struggled with a meth addiction and many other substances and was in and out of prison and halfway houses for a majority of my 19 years of life.
Brick walls are always going to show up in our lives to prove to us how badly we want something. One brick wall that I have faced in my life has to do with when I was younger and played softball. I was the newest member of the team and I had never played the sport before. I was always interested in watching softball, and finally decided to play on a recreational team with my close friend. All of the other girls had played for a few years already, and had grasped the skill. I on the other hand, was just learning all of the skills and wasn’t the best. Each practice, I would really try hard to play at the same skill level as all of the other girls, but it was hard to instantly be good at something new. Eventually, the games started to begin and
Had it not been for them I would have missed out on very valuable lessons. My parents raised my brother and sister and I while managing a shoestring budget. It wasn 't easy but they made it work because they had no choice but to. Although it 's not the most comfortable way to live it taught me about the importance of unnecessary spending. I as a child never knew exactly how broke we were because i always had everything i needed. When i needed clothes or
I think the most influential people in my life are my parents. They are always there when I need them and sometimes when I think that I don't. They have taught me the value of honesty. I feel that they are the soul reason why I turned out the way I did. I don't drink or do drugs because they have taught me they are wrong and unhealthy. I was taught to respect my self as well as others.
My family is who I have socialized most with since they were the first ever people I interacted with. Family has had a large influence over who I am today because they are the people who I learned almost everything from (primary socialization). The reason I have such high morals and values is because of my family. By observing and taking from their behavior I was able to form my own values through nurture. Although they taught me a lot of beneficial things that make me a better person, I have also learned from some of my family members bad habits. My uncle always smoked around the kids, including myself, when I was younger and I never liked the smell and now I associate that memory with cigarettes and it makes me not have any desire to smoke whatsoever. I also had another uncle who went to jail a lot for selling drugs and other related things, and since I definitely did not want to end up in jail I now make smart decisions, and associate myself with people who benefit me. On the whole my family has made me a nobler person by both their good and bad
My family experiences has shaped who I am today and has given me the base for my strengths and has also shaped what I would say are my weaknesses. Being raised in a low-income working class family we had many struggles to face as I was growing up. There were
In my childhood what influenced me the most is my older siblings because my parents
My parents are brave; they will do anything for my happiness. Not only mine, but also their friends, and families. My father has many friends, and he always helps them whenever they need them most. Without my parents, I probably will not survive. Heroes usually best described as selfless, brave, and often inspiring. A friend of my mother just heard a bad news from her family back in Indonesia, telling that her father has a cancer that already spread in his body. She has to go back and visit her father, but can't afford the plane ticket. My mom not hesitantly let her borrow her money for the ticket. During The May riot in Indonesia, everybody in my complex tried to run away since the natives were going to kill the Chinese. But, My father and couple of his friends ordered them to stay and fight back, and it worked. The natives ran when they saw a crowd of Chinese trying to kill them back. My parents are the most inspiring people for me. They taught me things that I need to know like drugs, and other important things. My father always inspired me to do the right things, to be strong, and be independent. I am sure that all parents that did a lot of things for their children are heroes.