That was one of the worst summers I’d experienced my entire life. It was a nightmare! I was sexually abused by my father the entire summer. My mother didn’t notice a change in my behavior, but thankfully my oldest sister noticed. She seemed to notice as soon as she returned home from work.
The client stated that she came to therapy because she has been feeling really lonely and feeling as though that she is not enough since the death of her father. After the death of her father, her mother did not pay her any attention; she understood that her mother was grieving, especially when her grandfather passed a year later. I stated that the frequent death that surrounded her mother, seem to have caused her mother to distance herself from her. She responded “yes, and it even gotten worse when my mom started to date and eventually marry my stepfather”. She mentioned that once her little sister was born, she became jealous and envious.
The only people I ever felt comfortable talking to was classmates that I already knew from elementary or outside of school. I always felt that I would never make friends for being the way I was, but somehow I made friends along the way. Other than being soft-spoken, I’ve also been a very distant and independent person. I never liked depending on people when it comes to work. Every time teachers would assi...
I was devastated until I realized that this was a learning experience for the both of us. In reality, I never realized there was an issue with our friendship until it was too late. During her twelfth grade year, she began to change. She was dealing with some things such as depression, which I was blind to. I didn’t know how to help her through this difficult point in her life, which made me feel like a horrible best friend.
One year ago I woke up to what I thought was going to be a normal and good day. That night I found out I was pregnant, the worst thing that could possibly happen to a seventeen year old. My parents were out of town, so I couldn’t tell them until a couple nights later. Those couple nights were just as bad as the night I told them, because I felt so guilty keeping it from them. That night was followed by many tears and yelling.
He wasted 11 years of her life just to cheat on her. She explained to me that she went through his phone when he was sleeping and seen the proof. During that week, Brian became cold and heartless. My mom wanted to fight for their love but he didn’t want to anymore. He was done with her.
We had been best friends since we were babies, but as we grew older, she became competitive and just plain mean. For years, I had several negative incidences my “best friend.” We are no longer friends because I couldn’t take the emotional stress the friendship was putting on my life; now she’s “just somebody that I used to know.” During our middle school years, she tried to tear me down as much as possible. Something I was interested in was “stupid,” but then she would turn around to do it and make it seem like it was her idea. The line “No you didn’t have to sto... ... middle of paper ... ... to help make the world a little happier for someone else and plan to continue being involved throughout the rest of my life. I feel that my goals and involvement can positively contribute to society.
Not talking to him for a week changed our relationship; we became strangers and I uttered lies excuses for one week. I shouldn’t have done that. There are numerous factors and causes that contribute to why couples break up. However, cheating, falling out of love, quarrelling, and lack of communication are the most common reasons why they tend to end their relationship. Jocelyn Soriano once opined, “We hurt so much because we have lost a part of ourselves.
I remember my mom telling us with her shaking voice as tears flowed down her face “Varity is gone”. After hearing this news my household fell apart. I went into denial and started screaming and crying as did my sister. No one could believe the reality that Varity had passed. The pain was so terrible that I had to call my best friend just to have someone prove to me it was real.
After two weeks, they ended up coming back home. It was not the right decision by my Dad to let her come back, since the damage had already been done. It led to ten more years of constant arguing and fights that my sister and I had to witness growing up. Eventually, the relationship ended in divorce the day I turned eighteen. They said that they stayed together for us, but in my opinion that is the absolute worse thing parents can do to their children.