One of the wisest things that I have ever done for myself is to move away from home. After high school graduation, I had decided to take a year off and stay home because at that time in my life I truly felt that I was not fit for university and that I needed time to work on myself. What I did end up finding is that a lot of the people that stayed behind, including myself, began to get into extremely destructive habits. As a lot of us did not have any concrete goals in our lives, we found that a sense of freedom became too much for us to handle. This resulted in many of us finding ourselves to push our limits with drugs and alcohol, as we were surrounded with freedom and were too immature to know how to handle it. I started to realize that the …show more content…
Although I was in a new city with barely any money in my pocket, no friends, and no family, my head was clear and I felt optimistic for my future. Looking back on my follies of the past, which took place three years ago, I am now able to say that leaving Vancouver was the wisest thing that I have done. I am an extremely strong person now, although I do go through the occasional “bump in the road”, I have shaken my addictions and surrounded myself with driven individuals. I have been getting excellent grades in a degree that I love and have created a goal for what I hope to complete in my …show more content…
“The nature of self-love and of this human Ego is to love self only and consider self only. But what will man do? He cannot prevent this object that he loves from being full of faults and wants. He wants to be great, and he sees himself small. He wants to be happy, and he sees himself miserable. He wants to be perfect, but he see’s himself full of imperfections” (49). When I was in Vancouver I tried so hard to be able to love myself, but all I could see was imperfections within a very lost soul. I tried to continually fuel this inner pain by turning to drugs to imitate the love and feeling that I was so strongly wishing for, and found that I was pushing myself even further into depression through the continual follies I was making by catering to these wants. “Truly it is evil to be full of faults; but it is still greater evil to be full of them and to be unwilling to recognize them, since that is to add the further fault of a voluntary illusion” (49). I was full of faults and was unable to recognize them until I was able to step back and reconsider my position and the choices I made. Through my wise decision of moving to Calgary, I was able to realize that I was not perfect and I am full of faults, but that it is something that I have been working on and I have been able to love who I am a substantially larger amount in
When Chris Langan was faced with a tough decision in college, he decided, “that was the point that I decided I could do without the higher education system” (Gladwell 94). Chris made a decision that not many people in America want to do or nonetheless, actually do. He carries the risk of affecting his entire future by not receiving a college degree and getting a job that he can support himself with. Chris also knows what is best for himself, and that everyone is different. He does the best for himself, and others will see. This type of situation will hopefully help others by influencing them to do the best for only themselves in order for them to feel like they have achieved the American Dream. Another situation that people may come across where they have to make a life-changing decision is as immigrants. At a young age, a “Brilliant immigrant kid overcomes poverty and the Depression, can’t get a job at the stuffy downtown law firms, [and] makes it on his own through sheer hustle and ability” (Gladwell 119). As it is, it is really hard to adjust to a new life in a new country. People do not know what to expect when they immigrate to a different country, even despite what they have heard from others. This difficult decision to go to a completely new place and start over is one that has to be made and
It’s odd how things can change so drastically over a few months, Last year everyone was happy and talkative but now there’s an obvious avoidance between family members. People who once have me big hugs and smiles now avert their eyes and miss out on our family events. Granted our family isn’t the most traditional mexican native-american(chumash) mix but we still make an honest attempt at being together for the holidays. However I can see the events that are leading up to this thanksgiving are causing this drift in the family.
As teenagers, we tend to think that we don't need our parents help, but I must admit that it’s not easy living without either one by your side. For my second year of high school, I moved away from home and became a boarder at Bolles. At first, I was so overly excited to be away from home because I thought I was about to have all the freedom in the world. Well, soon enough I learned that I thought wrong. Of course, being in the dorm environment consisted of certain rules to ensure our safety and of course there were rules that the borders, including myself did and do not agree on. Over the past three years, I have observed that the boarder population feels like some rules are not made for our safety, but made to stop us from having a little
Yes, I work from home, but, before you go into the standard response I always get of, “You're SO lucky!” please know this: working from home requires serious discipline—discipline that I didn't always have.
I moved to the house I now live in when I was three years old. I was so excited to move as this meant I was going to live closer to my grandpa. What I did not realize was what wonderful neighbors my family would have. Although the neighbors’ kids were all a lot older than my brother and me, they were always very nice and would play lots of different games with us. I thought this was so cool considering that they were all boys. The oldest boy, Jayson, had cerebral palsy. Jayson was 18 years old. He walked a little funny and talked a little funny, but he was so friendly.
Transitions. I have come to accept transitions as a part of life. When I was younger, I used to feel that the transitions I experienced were loss, but have come to appreciate and understand that transitions are opportunities for new growth and new beginnings. When I was five, my family moved from the Native Alaskan Indian Village of Eklutna, where I was initially raised. My Mother was a Community Health Representative for the Village and my Father performed as an activist, trying to defend the Village against the encroachment of modern industry. I remember being sad about leaving the Village and my friends, but hopeful to make more. We moved, however, to an even more rural setting that smothered, but not extinguished, my hope to make more friends.
Navigating through the city with a bus pass, during the hot summer weather, and having little to no idea about where to go, taught me about endurance. I also discovered that everyone had relevant information that could potentially be useful to me. Moreover, I learned to advocate for myself in order not to starve. I went to the food banks near my school, where they provided me with a decent meal. I also went to several churches, where they that gave dinner to the homeless. With gratefulness I enjoyed every meal that was given to me by generous
I thought they were happy to see me, but when I opened the door to our shack, I saw
A girlfriend of mine once defended me to her father by saying, calmly, “Not every one who wanders is lost.” The dad kicked me out of the house anyway. But the damage had been done. Not everyone who wanders is lost. Of course I had to see her again. That was during the summer after my second year in college, and when I decided to leave school the following winter, I had but one destination in mind. Except that I was heading to Kansas City, where I figured jobs were easier to come by, instead of Wichita, 200 miles to the south, where she was living and asking me to go.
Everything seems like it’s falling out of place, it’s going too fast, and my mind is out of control. I think these thoughts as I lay on my new bed, in my new room, in this new house, in this new city, wondering how I got to this place. “My life was fine,” I say to myself, “I didn’t want to go.” Thinking back I wonder how my father felt as he came home to the house in Stockton, knowing his wife and kids left to San Diego to live a new life. Every time that thought comes to my mind, it feels as if I’m carrying a ten ton boulder around my heart; weighing me down with guilt. The thought is blocked out as I close my eyes, picturing my old room; I see the light brown walls again and the vacation pictures of the Florida and camping trip stapled to them. I can see the photo of me on the ice rink with my friends and the desk that I built with my own hands. I see my bed; it still has my checkered blue and green blanket on it! Across from the room stands my bulky gray television with its back facing the black curtain covered closet. My emotions run deep, sadness rages through my body with a wave of regret. As I open my eyes I see this new place in San Diego, one large black covered bed and a small wooden nightstand that sits next to a similar closet like in my old room. When I was told we would be moving to San Diego, I was silenced from the decision.
If you ask anyone what home means to them more than likely you’ll get several different opinions. In my case home has never been a specific place it’s always been wherever my mom was! My Mother and I have been moving from place to place ever since I could remember.
When faced with new environmental changes and a lifestyle to adapt to, many college students feel overwhelmed by homesickness. Homesickness is most commonly due to anxiety, depression, and loneliness. A research studied concluded that homesick college students are three times more likely to drop out than non-homesick students. For many first-year college students, being away from home can be like an adventure. It’s exhilarating to be off on your own and completely in charge of your life and social well-being. I know that during my first week in college, I didn’t feel homesick at all because I was so anxious to meet new people, explore campus, and check out my classes. However, as I got more used to
I now feel that I have the courage, the means and the readiness to step out into the real world and share this knowledge that I was so fortunate enough to have gained. I have found my worldview to grow and help me change some ideas I had about my future, into whom I know I actually want to be now. Now I really empathize with individuals who are feeling different in our society and find myself standing up for these individuals in social settings, so that it is no longer considered an individual matter. I want to be a teacher and work in areas where children actually need me, in spite of what I will be paid, because I realized it isn’t ever about me, its about the children, the people who generate our future. I want to be able to teach my students about these social inequalities that we face through things like recycling, planting a school garden, educating them on the importance of interdependence and the oppression from our past, and current situations. Ultimately, I want to establish an environment for them that is essentially nothing like the one we are living in, in today’s
Loving yourself is the key to a happy life. When you love all that you are, unconditionally, life reflects that back to you. When you learn to love yourself, fully, you create a happy, loving environment to flourish in. When we lose sight of what’s most important—loving self—we lose sight of our goals and dreams and being happy and healthy. Ultimately, to live a fulfilling life, first and foremost, requires that you love all that you are and trust that life loves you in return.
A home is a place of residence for everyone which they use to take rest or to even gather with family. Most young people think about living away from home as the best part in their lives because they will have more freedom. however, they do not realize that living at home has more benefits compared to living away from home. Inside the differences between living at home and living away from home, there are similarities in both of them.