My Obstacles In Life

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Obstacles in life are some of the toughest things to face, although for some people it is easier or some have to face the obstacle for a longer period of time. Mine was the fear of being alone. It started when I was 8 years old going on a summer vacation with my family. It was on July 27, 2008; when my parents received the worst call I could imagine a parent could receive. They put the phone on speaker and I was listening to the whole conversation. I was in the back seat when I broke down in the worst way possible. I felt like the car was closing in on me and my parents looked terrified of the call they had just received. My brother- in- law had called to tell us that they had just got in a car accident and that he and my niece are just shocked …show more content…

She is the one person that I would pour my heart out to, I would tell her everything that happened in school and out of school, my worries, anything and everything I was thinking or was going on I would tell her. I knew from that moment on that no one was going to care about me, my faith and energy of life was gone. Oh God, how I wished that my life would end was always a thought. When the funeral was over my parents and older brother would not even bother to move from their rooms, and I well I was in counseling at school, and I would lock myself in my room. My counseling was during school and after school, it lasted practically all day. There was a point where they thought there was something wrong with me and that I had anger issues, but I would still not really speak to anyone not even my own family. This kept going for 6 years they tried everything, from getting me into boxing, gymnastics and even these social camps they made at a park near my house but none of it worked from letting me become more social. I was still locking myself in, and even at nights I would have the same nightmare where I was in my sisters room and I painted it black with white words saying, “You will always be alone!,” each time I tried to paint it but I couldn’t. I would cry in the middle of the night thanks to this dream, but there was a point where I was done with being afraid, and I said you know what I’m done with the depression and I

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