Why have I chosen this particular topic to write about? Why do I and others think the way we do? What drives people's behavior? Do our experiences alter our thought processes? These types of questions, are the types of questions that I ask myself everyday. A teacher of mine, Ms. Beller, told me once that we make up to 30,000 decisions each and every day. Those decisions may help determine how our day will play out or how we may react.
There are several events that have changed the course of my life. When I was just 9 years old, my older sister, Kristi, made the decision to end her own life. Did she know the impact her decisions would have on others? Why must I now live without my sister? I could not fully grasp the concept of death, nor could I understand her diagnosis of bipolar disorder. I felt like I was left with way more questions than answers and that drove my thirst for knowledge and understanding of the workings of the brain. My sister's suicide had a huge impact on my life and has created a potential career path for myself in the process. I believe then, in the midst of my grief, ,a small confused child, I subconsciously made it my mission to learn more.
As a child, I was always
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I hadn't made the connection with how this was playing out in my life, until, by chance, I enrolled in an AP Psychology class. Initially, I scheduled the class only as a way to improve my GPA. I never anticipated how this introduction into Psychology would put the pieces of the puzzle together for me. I never anticipated how comfortable I would feel in that class. I never anticipated that the coursework would be exciting, and had never felt like a chore. I never anticipated how I could read the textbook from cover to cover willingly. I found Psychology so captivating and intriguing that I often found myself losing track of time while researching, studying, writing papers. Finally, my life began to make sense. My passion was finally labeled, identified and
Can you single out just one day from your past that you can honestly say changed your life forever? I know I can. It was a typical January day, with one exception; it was the day the Pope came to St. Louis. My brother and I had tickets to the youth rally, and we were both very excited. It was destined to be an awesome day- or so we thought. The glory and euphoria of the Papal visit quickly faded into a time of incredible pain and sorrow, a time from which I am still emerging.
As I look back on my life, I can see how a lot of certain events have shaped my life. Where it They helped me become more independent, have some of the greatest accomplishments, and understand the importance of living your own life.
Everyone has a special event that determines our life journey. This event can give us identity, happiness or even pain and sadness. The special event that changed my life was deciding to play basketball because basketball helped me find peace, happiness and gave me identity. When I was ten years old my grandfather succumbed to cancer. His death created hatred inside of me.
At Ten P.m on September 23, 2006, my mother Kelli Elizabeth Dicks was hit by a car on Route 146 southbound trying to cross the high speed lane. She was being picked up by a friend. Instead of taking the exit and coming to the other side of the highway, her ride suggested she run across the street. The impact of the car caused her to be thrown 87 feet away from the original impact zone and land in a grassy patch of land, her shoes stayed where she was hit. She was immediately rushed to Rhode Island Hospital where she was treated for serious injuries. When she arrived at the hospital she was rushed into the operating room for an emergency surgery. The amount of injuries she sustained were unbelievable. She broke 18 different bones, lacerated her liver and her spleen, ruptured her bladder, and she collapsed both lungs. When she went in for her emergency operation, and had her
My college career began in 2002, as a history major with the intention of becoming a high school teacher. Along the way I realized I had no passion for that career or how dry the subject can be at a serious academic level. During my time at Georgia State University I took the required Psychology 101 class, and became fascinated with the subject. When I returned to college to finish my bachelor’s degree, in 2014, I changed my major to Psychology and have found it a much more rewarding subject.
Death a familiar friend, who seemed to always show up when I least expect it. Somehow when he appeared and blindsided me, I should have known. Things never can stay that good for long. My grandmother, taken by death to once again be reunited with her soul mate after years of morning. With this came the harsh effects of the diagnosis, the hospital visits at all hours, medication, death, and home.
For most people, becoming a parent is one of the greatest moments in their lives. I never understood the true meaning of love until I became a father. Little did I know; I would also learn the tragedy of loss.
I was thirteen when my mom was diagnosed with depression. She never told me why she fell victim, but I always knew it was because my dad was a heavy drinker. My mom fell in and out of her depression periodically and I was always there for her as she had always been there for me. My environment growing up was not the best, but it is what molded the determined, focused, and motivated person I am now.
It is amazing how many things we take for granted. We make plans for the day, and don't think twice about how those plans can be taken away in the blink of an eye. I never thought much about it myself, until I was faced with the shock, and undeniable truth of my cousin's death. I don't think anyone really thinks about tragedy until they are actually faced with shocking news.
The person who has given me the most encouragement through my life especially in school is my sister Kaitlin. In Sixth grade I had trouble in school and one day she came over and helped me through it. Kaitlin helped me realize getting good grades in school was important if I ever wanted to get higher education, and a better job. She is currently going to an online college, and working with people who suffer from mental illnesses. My sister has encouraged me to work hard and reach my goal.
It was a Monday night; I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just completed my review of Office Administration in preparation for my final exams. As part of my leisure time, I decided to watch my favorite reality television show, “I love New York,” when the telephone rang. I immediately felt my stomach dropped. The feeling was similar to watching a horror movie reaching its climax. The intensity was swirling in my stomach as if it were the home for the butterflies. My hands began to sweat and I got very nervous. I could not figure out for the life of me why these feelings came around. I lay there on the couch, confused and still, while the rings continued. My dearest mother decided to answer this eerie phone call. As she picked up, I sat straight up. I muted the television in hopes of hearing what the conversation. At approximately three minutes later, the telephone fell from my mother’s hands with her faced drowned in the waves of water coming from her eyes. She cried “Why?” My Grandmother had just died.
My father passed away in 1991, two weeks before Christmas. I was 25 at the time but until then I had not grown up. I was still an ignorant youth that only cared about finding the next party. My role model was now gone, forcing me to reevaluate the direction my life was heading. I needed to reexamine some of the lessons he taught me through the years.
Waynesboro, Georgia is my favorite place on Earth. My father is a member of Beaver Dam Hunting Club. We enjoy going to the hunting club every chance we get, it’s our little weekend get a way. While at the hunting club, we obviously hunt a lot. Sitting in a deer stand is my heaven on Earth. Nothing is as peaceful as sitting in a deer stand, I am allowed to sit there and just let my mind run wild and there is absolutely nothing than I enjoy more.
I hold tears in as my coach rushes to my assistance, everybody is staring at me in awe, I look down and all I see is blood gushing out of my leg right under my knee. I don’t really know what's going on or what just happened but all I could tell you is that I was scared and panicking. Not even 15 minutes before this I was simply running suicides as a punishment for having too many dropped balls in a drill we were doing. So due to all of the suicides I just ran, adrenalin was pumping through my body leaving me numb of any pain. Right before I fell I went to grab my bright fuchsia water bottle sitting on the top tier of the bleachers; why I chose to put it all the way at the top, well I have no idea. Plus I decided that skipping up the bleachers
Suicide has become one of the many means that problematic individuals take into consideration to exempt from an unpleasant or oppressive situation. Suicide can be generally defined as the act of causing one’s death usually out of despair. People who are likely to commit suicide are those who suffer from severe mental illnesses and are involved with alcohol and drugs. Other than that, individuals who are experiencing unemployment and divorce can also be possible victims to commit such act. Based on the study done in the year 1997, an average of fifteen-percent who are clinically depressed ended up committing suicide. Furthermore, suicide was the eighth leading cause of death in the US (“Suicide”). It is prevalent for depressed individuals to consider suicide when major issues in life do not work out well. The big question is, what makes a person thinks that ending his or her life can help oneself to escape from the reality when life has so much more to offer?