As a student at Saint Ignatius, I was forced to overcome multipe setbacks in my highschool career. The one with the greatest impact on me, however, took place at the beginning of my sophmore year and has lasted to this day.
It began in November during the first snow of the year. My older sister and I convinced our parents to let us go sledding late at night. We jumped into the car excitedly, not knowing how that night would change my life
I won’t give you the gory details, but mid-sledding I managed to slam my head into the sled and then the ground in rapid succession. I thought it was nothing. It was too dark to see my nose and face bleeding, and I dismissed the sudden throbbing headache. I wouldn’t be diagnosed with a concussion until two
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The summer before my junior year I went to a neurologist. I wouldn’t finish testing until the end of October, and I went through a final dark spot before I battled my issues. I was officially diagnosed with chronic depression and anxiety in November, a year after my concussion.
I started going to therapy. Therapy opened my eyes and began to help me get a healthy handle on social and mental problems.
I began to regain my once sharp mind. Unfortunately, not in time for the grade reports come the end of first semester, Junior year. Socially, I still struggle, but that doesn’t stop me from striving to mend bridges and opening myself up to others.
The concussion wasn’t all bad. Yes, it brought out the worst in me, but it made me see what truly mattered in life. By becoming a lesser version of myself, I realized who I didn’t want to be. More importantly, I saw the type of person I needed to become. It was, and still is, a complicated and difficult issue, but I learned hard lessons that many of my peers won’t understand until later in life.
I’m glad I got a concussion, and I’m glad I got diagnosed with chronic depression and anxiety. If I didn’t, I would never have been able to grow into the strong independent woman I am
Taking different English and writing classes has allowed me to write different types of papers. One paper that can be very challenging is the personal narrative. There are certain requirements that you must follow; each paper is different depending on who assigns it. When I am assigned to write this type of paper, usually it is dreadful to start and accomplish. This type of paper should just be removed from college writing courses.
Although I had reached as far as I could go into the ground at this point, I did try to claw out of the dirt from time to time. Anxiety won't always a major bitch, sometimes it was semi-helpful as it helped combat my depression. Instead of staying home with a lack of drive or energy, I was now so stressed out about being accepted that I tried out for sports again which in turn helped me lose the weight I put on at the time. I did get more friends because I forced myself to be more outgoing and approachable, even if it meant faking it at times which helped to improve
In my first three years of high school, I have had many struggles that have taken me on a different track than what I expected. My freshman year I had received four concussions. Some of these were sports related while others just happening by accident. These accidents left me missing tons of school and made me fall behind. Classes were hard to keep up with mentally as well as emotionally.
This year has been a little difficult because there is a lot of pressure on us as the student, because there are some qualification the we need in order to pass senior year and get our diploma. Apart from the pressure of senior year, I had a concussion at the beginning of the school year the was unexpected, I was out for few days when I came back to school I had to catch up with all the work the I missed. It was not easy for me because I never gotten a concussion before and I play one of the dangers sports ‘Cheerleading’. The was just the beginning of my senior year, I always believe the things happen for a reason and after I will understand why it happen.
I started to see the world as a dark place that didn’t need me. I began losing myself in a deep depression that every year I would sink deeper and deeper into. Then one day in 7th grade I was listening to my teacher read us a book titled The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens, That’s when she said the simplest and most inspiring thing that I had ever heard she said ““no one can make you mad unless you let them. It’s your choice.
This past fall I finished my internship for my bachelor of education. It was an awful experience and it is through the lens of this story that I was able to start to come to terms with how I fell towards it. It helped me realize that by continuing to allow the negative memories of past to rule my life I was essentially killing all of the good and positive things about myself while feeding the monster that threated to pull me into a downward spin.
Which led to me becoming more independent as I started to get more involved in my School. I can say I’ve experienced a lot positively and negatively getting hurt during my sophomore year really affected me but the way I’ve worked back showed my determination and
“Are you okay?” Morgan, one of my best friends, asks. “What hurts?” she added. “My wrist!
My 10th grade year of high school I struggled with mental health, all stemming from my father’s unfaithfulness to my mother and low self-esteem from borderline obesity. I kept things from my mom that no child should ever have to deal with. The day she found out the guilt flooded threw my mind, impossible to
As time passed, I seemed caught in a rigid routine. When I woke, my crazies made it hard to shower. During the day, I worked as an accountant for two small businesses in town. After work I came home, got high, and sat alone in my house. At night I watched Johnny Carson, and on the weekends, I visited my Aunt Claudia.
It took me about 2 years to find myself and know where I belonged. My behavior has improved, I know how and when to approach people. I’m also more involved with my education and I make goals for myself. I’m done having
This event changed my life for the better and without going through that tough time I would not have been able to see the light of all situations, in reality and when I
Everyone's goals are all different, some many be a football career, or basketball, or golf, or some type hobby anyone has. In the Odyssey, the main character Odysseus has a goal to make it back to his homeland to see his wife and son. Some people if they want, live at home and enjoy the living of their parents house. Thinking about a future can be scary sometimes, especially if parents are dragging it on you to find out what you are going to do with a future. Future a frightening word.
I stare down at the dark streets below my apartment, behind me, a mixer of family old photo albums, hand-written journals and Jonah’s case files lay scattered across the coffee table. Like our parents, Jonah had always preferred paper, when it came to keeping records, over our modern tech, funny considering how good he’d been with computers. I glance down at the knife clutched in my hand, the only piece of evidence, that had been recovered from the cargo ship, I’d bothered to bring home with me. The gun had belonged to a soldier on board the ship, who had been knocked unconscious from behind so it’s little use, in tracking down my brothers killer.
I realized I wasn’t a good student my behavior inside the classroom was horrible but I could recognize I had a really good connection with my teachers even though I was super noisy in class and always laughing basically I was like a clown, until today I still talk to them as my second parents. Memorable moments in my life that I consider the scariest days and at the same time moments to celebrate was my last year in High School. De La Salle Panama is known for a lot of people as a really hard school to graduate and the hardest year is grade 12 (2014: my last year in High School). Remember moments when I was studying and I took me the whole night to study for my several