Life has never been easy for me, and it seems as if it only gets harder and harder. My life has always been filled with huge obstacles such as issues with my mother, bullying, and worst of all depression. Each obstacle deteriorating me, yet building me to become who I am now.
I have always been considered the black sheep in the family, due to the fact that I don't want the same lifestyle as the rest of my family. I don't want to work hour by hour, every day for a simple pay. I aspire for bigger and better. I want to be able to wake up every morning loving my career. I dream of a brighter future, because I have hit rock bottom and I never want to be in that situation again.
My mother a single mother of 5, has had the worst of luck in life. Men such as my father who have burdened her to live day by day working just to be able to pay rent and put something in her children's stomach. Leaving her with kids and a lot of bills to pay for her own. Not having time to even pay attention to her own children, my mother had to continue working with no other options.
The lack of attention from my mother took a hard toll on me. The fifth grade year my issues at school started, and had no one to turn to for help. I was bullied on a daily basis. Suffering from psychological damage that lead me into a deep depression.
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She didn't have time to ask, nor had a single clue of what was happening in my life. When everything was put on the table, her reaction was perplexing. She did not know what to do. Being hispanic and raised traditionally, my mother had never dealt with mental issues or even knew what they were. I sought help from my school counselor and talked to her over the next two years. Her guidance was great, until I started high school. My sophomore year I was admitted into a psychiatric hospital. I was soon diagnosed with emotional dysfunction and Major depressive disorder. I was so young, yet so messed up
Life can always change direction. We can have certain obstacles that challenge us. Sometimes this makes us stronger and we can always learn through these times. We always have
Now alone, she had to work 40 hours a week to provide for my 2 year old brother and I. My mother barely made enough to afford the apartment that we lived in. At the time I was too young to understand how bad our situation was. I made it much worse with my constant begging for toys and all sorts of needless expense and of course my mother wasn’t able to afford those luxuries when we barely had the necessities. Every time we would walk passed the toy section at Walmart I can remember asking my mother for toys; pleading that she would get me that toy I desperately needed. She would always tell me "I am sorry baby, I can 't afford it," and every time she said it, I could feel the sadness in her voice and the pain in her eyes. After I while I was beginning noticed how much it hurt my mother to say no to me so then when we would go to Walmart I would never ask for anything. I wanted the toys so badly, but I didn 't want to hurt
I had to learn to adjust life without my sibling because my mom did not have enough money for them to be with us and adapt to a new culture. During this my mother and I ended up homeless during the winter months, this was the most brutal and embarrassing time of our life. In my teenage life I have overcome many obstacles; Even though we were living in poverty my mother had high expectation for her children and graduating from high school was just the beginning unfortunately I stumble again, I failed my Math Regent and did not graduate but I was determined not to be discouraged .
Everyone has difficult obstacles in their lives. I have had a few myself and they each have changed me for the better. My most profound experience was being repeatedly molested as a child. I wasn't aware of exactly what was happening to me. I didn't know being touched was wrong. I just knew how disgusting it made me feel, but I didn't tell anyone at the time. I shared this publicly as an adult to help other parents realize that children need to be protected. It was a long journey to reach to the point where I could speak about my experiences with anyone. These experiences from my childhood affected me deeply; however, I have overcome them, learned from them and I have contributed at a higher level because of them.
A personal change I would like to make is my approach and the response I display to my teammates and the organization. I am a very independent person at work, I tend to be a controlling person in every aspect. However, I am trying to overcome this debilitating trait by learning new techniques and reflecting on the other person’s ideas, comments, efforts and suggestions without taking control. I do complete my task with little or no assistance, but it causes me to be detached, indifferent, and uninvolved from my teammates causing conflicting issues. I do sense a distance between myself and my teammates, but I continue to work hard and remain focus.
One thing that really bothers me is how much I changed. I used to play games all day, not focus on school, wouldn't get in serious trouble, and was very innocent compared to my present day self. There are cons and pros of my past self compared to how I am currently. I am more happy of how I am now then I am before. As time changes, so do I and I can not stop that. What’s done has already been done and can’t be changed so you always have to look towards the future and never the past. The past will not definite who you are today unless you let it. I would have never expect that I would be transferred to a continuation high school in my freshman year. It is a bad thing to many people, but I am thankful that I am sent to it because I will learn
In life we all face obstacles. The troubles that we face don’t define us, how we overcome the situation is what makes us the people we are today. Throughout my life I have faced many trials and tribulations that I had to overcome with the help of my mother, ofcourse. I was smooth sailing in life until I started high school.
I haven't had the easiest life growing up, but I guess who has right? I grew up with an addict, a functioning addict but an addict. I also grew up with my mother and the siblings I know and love who have shaped me to be the strong young woman I am today. My personal development has come so far. I am now almost 20 years old starting to figure out who I am and what I want to do with the rest of my life. Throughout my personal life I have learned you have to get through the storms to have rainbows. Hard times pass you by and you keep moving on. I have been in behavioral health hospitals for anxiety and manic depression, I was attacked, had to deal with sexual assault not once but twice , have dealt with hard earned money being stolen by my father
Remaining a constant victim to bullying for 11 years significantly affected how I viewed myself and others around me. To most I wasn’t worth giving more than a single glance. I had a gap between my two front teeth, which was a primary target of ridicule. My clothes were “nice”, but they weren’t by the designer label everyone else was wearing. Not only did I dress and look ugly, I was also a black girl- a lighter skinned
When I try and think of a specific time or life event that made an impact on my life I think of the day I had each of my children. For any mother this is a similar day she will look back on as an event that changed her life. My youngest son Oliver has a lot of complex medical issues, and has given me quite a few life changing events in his short 18 months. Oliver was born on January 15, 2015 on a military base in Laundstul, Germany. We named him Oliver because it means unique and dignified. We chose the name after we discovered he had a cleft Lip. He defiantly fits that description. Oliver has been in and out of the hospital since he was born, from the time he was born he had difficulty absorbing his food. He would eat and eat, but not gain
I remember the day as if it were yesterday; I was sitting in my sixth grade classroom deliberately packing my belongings away in my jam-packed locker. As I reached for my belongings, I endured all of the eventful memories that took place in that school and in my home state. All the friendships that I made would abolish. My friends sobbed as I sobbed. I anticipated this very day for about six months. As all of my belongings were finally packed, I gave my final good-byes and headed out. The mixed emotions trembled through my head. I became exceedingly furious then miserable then furious again. Hatred filled my eyes as we drove farther away. I became bitter with my family and secretly blamed it all on my
Some memories are best forgotten, but it takes courage to go through them. Often, I wish to forget the day when I almost lost my parents in a tragic car accident. As my world came crumbling down, I prayed and hoped that the nightmare would soon end. I endlessly fought the sense of helplessness, isolation and fear of the uncertainty. I was 19 and clueless. Nevertheless, I sailed through these dreadful days and welcomed my parents home after six long months. In the months that followed my parent’s return, I juggled between taking care of my parents, graduating college and adjusting to my new job. Almost 10 years later, this dark phase still has a phenomenal impact on me. Perhaps, because this specific experience transformed me into a grateful,
5 years ago I sat in Muir Middle School with my friends and classmates talking about television shows we watched the night before and plans for that weekend. I didn 't have a job, and my only responsibility was taking care of myself and doing my school work. I never thought that my life could be dramatically changed in a short period of 5 years. 5 years full of events and lessons. I am now 18 years old and my personality, hobbies and appearance are all very different now.
There has been so many life changing experiences in my life it is hard to keep dealing with it. Here recently I have been losing a lot of very important people I love or they are getting hurt in some awful way. I have lost my first wonderful cousin, Chris, my brothers wife, Molly. Also Grant, my sister 's boyfriend, is hurt really bad still today. I can not stand seeing many of my loved ones hurt and I do not know how much more people I can lose.
What I never managed to realize was that a growing girl needs her mother more than she needs anything else in the world. I spent about two and a half years rejecting the idea that I needed anyone. My mind was made up and I could take care of anything that came my way with no hesitation. I quickly regretted the decision to disregard my mother for who she is and the role she played in my life. Young girls go through a lot, especially during their pre-teen years. When I reached this certain mark in my childhood I did not react as well as I should