As I look to graduate, I become increasingly aware that I have my entire life to look forward to. Even though I will have struggles throughout my life, I still have my well being to fall back on. When all else fails, I am and hopefully always will be self-assured that I am here, healthy and able to bring myself through the worst of circumstances.
After four years of being tossed back and forth from parent to parent and house to house, I decided that I would not return to my father in the house I had grown up in. In his eyes it was absolute betrayel, but to me I was only choosing the less of two evils. The man I adored so much appeared to want nothing to do with me, and my mother remained trapped in her own pain constantly reminding me of how wrong my father was in all his choices. I had never felt so
Until the twenty-second of March, I thought my parents were happy with each other and that they would be together for the rest of their lives, but that was not the case. I was given no reason to suspect that anything bad was occurring, but when I came home from school that day everything was revealed. My father told me that he had been wanting to speak to me alone. He looked fearful and bit anxious. I knew this conversation was going to be different from every other talk we have had. He started off with, “Please just listen and give me a chance to explain myself before you judge me.” I had nodded
At the young age of ten, I was faced with a situation that has had one of the largest influences in who I am today. My parents’ divorce has and still currently plays a role in my life that has affected my drive for motivation bringing diverse perspectives. At such a young age, I was filled with such remorse, discouragement, and fear. My educational abilities were collapsing, along with some of my common social activities. I was absent-minded due to my adolescent understanding and confusion of the situation. I became emotionally depleted coming eye to eye with what I was promised would never happen. My personal connections with my family gradually became diminished, from what I kept so valuable. I was placed in a situation that tore apart my contentment, arrogance, and self motivation. It wasn’t until years later, I took my position as a chance to transform my bleakness into a strong desire for greatness.
When I was younger, my father wasn’t around most of the time and when he was there he was always arguing. Being the age I was, it was futile to attempt help my mother. My brother and I scrutinized, and that’s really all children who live through this can do. Though all of this pain was being inflicted upon us, I still loved my father a great deal and didn’t fully understand the situation, but my mindset had changed to one of great fear when I was about 7. I was in the backseat with my younger brother when an argument had broken out between my parents. I don’t exactly remember why they had started arguing, but this time was different than others. It all happened so quickly that it’s a blur, the part I remember as clear as day is when my mother
My As the years have passed, I do believe my father’s death had a profound impact on my emotional and social development, especially during my adolescent stage. It was during the adolescent stage of my life where my personality traits of shyness, introversion, and self-esteem began to manifest. I did not have a secure attachment to my father. My relationship with my mother felt more like I was attempting to protect her from my father. During my adolescent years we were not
...milation from my perspective. I was respectful to my father, so I did what he told me to do; however, the longing to belong I had ever since I started school did not disappear.
Non-materially, I hope to attain a broader set of knowledge and understanding and maturity when my time is done with college. I hope to make new friends and acquaintances. I hope for many things but, with all this being said, I don’t expect my time learning to end anytime soon. College life is a short lived life, but learning is something everlasting. College has been the beginning of this lifelong journey that happened unexpectedly. Again, at first I did plan on going to college; I couldn’t see myself as a ‘college student,’ and, if I wasn’t forced, I probably wouldn’t have gone and I wouldn’t be filling out this application. But I’m glad I was forced [to] and I’m glad I continued and not only do I see myself as a college student but I now see myself someday becoming a college professor, a published author, a revered and influential academic. As I conclude and reminisce a bit, I find it quite remarkable how far my goals and mindset have come. I am no longer that confused and timid kid, not knowing his place in the world; the world is my oyster, as the expression goes, and what’s also aspiring is that I am barely getting
Living Through Tragedy
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.
May fifteenth started out as just a normal sunny day. Roll out of bed in the morning, work eight hours, and go home.
In the past couple years, I faced emotions of loneliness, worthlessness and even depression. I spent those years trying to figure out what was the cause of these serious emotions and one of the answers that I stumbled upon was when I finally talked to a therapist about dealing with my depression. The simple answer was the relationship with my family and the environment I was in; Figuring out what to do about it was the next giant leap. Throughout history, America has been known as an immigrant country that uses the phrase “The American Dream” over and over, but what is it really? “That dream of a land in which life should be better and richer and fuller for everyone, with opportunity for each according to ability or achievement.” (James Truslow