I didn't tell her where we was going or why we was going. I helped her through most of her pain and this was one time i was trying to help. She was always there for me and now i'm gonna be there for her. The way i show my self expression is the way i try to help other people. Self expression is vital part of understanding life and how it works.
However if I ever do talk to myself I contemplate on the meaning of life and my existence. I ask to myself, why am I here? I ask many questions, but the one I have the most trouble asking is why am I here and here can be interpreted to mean many things. I believe this is my way of coping and am aware that it’s not
I am also very grateful that I have good friends that I can confide in and talk to about anything. My friends always know how to make me feel happy and grateful for the littlest things. My friends also teach me that I should notice the small things in life. I am very grateful that I have friends and a family who challenge me to be a better person and live a better life. I believe what makes a life worth living is learning from mistakes, learning about life, and growing as a person, and my family and friends teach and challenge me with this
I couldn’t live without them, but both also had problems of their own; And being the person I am, instead of helping myself out first, I let my depression get worse and worse in exchange of helping them. I was happy of the fact that I was doing some part in them getting better in someway. I didn’t want to repeat what i felt like I did to my other friend. After a while I got to the point where I had to go to a therapist because I couldn’t handle the pain. I ended up telling my mom I needed a therapist and she got worried.
I have many amazing people in my life that push me to do what they know I can and want me to do what makes me happy. My family is my main support system and I am very thankful for that. My parents and brother always motivate me to be whatever I want to be
She was there for me when nobody else was. She still managed to put food on our plate and a roof over our head as a single mother with 3 kids. For that, I am grateful. For that, I wouldn’t be the person I am today if it wasn’t for the struggle, but still try to push forward to provide for
Once everyone was done eating breakfast, I also insisted on washing the dishes. Throughout the week, my mom has the role in our family of washing the dishes, but I wanted to give her a break as well. Later on in the day, my family and I went out with my dad’s side of the family for lunch. While we were out, I also paid and bought my cousins and I smoothies from a Chinese restaurant. Finally at night, my sister asked me to help her clean up her room and usually I would say no because of how lazy I am, but I decided to be kind and help her as well.
This value helps me a lot when I became an international student. Living alone without the family is one of the worst things in the world especially for the teenagers who cannot depend on themselves. For me, at least I can bear than anyone else because I can depend on myself for domestic works. I don’t need to own to anyone and also my parent don’t need to worry about me. They believe in me that I can live properly and depend on myself.
Here is why. I was dying. I was so young and my life was slipping through my fingers. I had a very interesting and rich life, as well as many years of study and practice in different types of meditations that supposedly would bring me balance and keep me away from many kinds of common human sufferings. I had lived and experienced so much and yet I still had so much more to do and to learn.
I constantly felt alone in my thoughts and the way it reflected on my behavior. I kept to myself way more than kids my age usually did. I had to learn to grow up fast due to my setting I grew up in. It didn’t really help my emotions that I was incredibly shy and absolutely despised putting myself out for people to notice. “Maybe you wouldn’t feel all sad and alone if you tried to make new friends at school,” mumbled my Mom.