Personal Narrative Essay On Overcoming Abuse

Overcoming Abuse When I was about four or five years old, I bounced between three houses: my mother’s, my grandparents, and occasionally my father’s. I always enjoyed being at my grandparent’s and father’s house; their house was always fun. On the contrary, when I was at my mother’s house, she had a boyfriend who was abusive both physically and emotionally. As her boyfriend would beat me, my mother would sit in the other room and watch television instead of standing up for her daughter. I never said anything to my grandparents because I had thought that this was a normal thing that happened in any ordinary household. Similarly, I never told my father because I hardly got to see him since his job forced him to go out of town. Eventually, the

It started as simply as I told myself that I was dumb or that I was weird and that's why I didn't have any friends. In my middle school years I often got bullied because I lived with my grandparents, my classmates didn't know the full story. During that time, I also experienced many people around me dying. One death in particular hit me hard, my uncle passed in a car crash. Overall, he was the one person who always had made forget all the bad that was going on around me, and he was gone. I didn't have anyone I felt comfortable talking to about my experiences so everything continued to build up inside and eventually my thoughts became so bad that I came to a point where I was ready to commit suicide. Luckily, someone opened up to me and eventually I opened up to them. This person helped me off that ledge, and they saved me. If I had the choice to go back and change the situation, I wouldn't. These bad things that happened are what define me. These obstacles are what gave the ability to go to an event that changed my life forever. At this event I met my future best friend, she may live in Pennsylvania but we are closer than some of my friends here in Arizona. This event also helped gain the skills to help others who have been through what I have been