A times my family and I felt helpless because there was either nothing we could do about a particular problem or a particular doctor wasn’t listening to our concerns. My plucky optimism and can do attitude were further put to the test my very first year of college when I suffered from a spontaneous pneumothorax. I was hospitalized for about two weeks during the spring semester. The day my lung collapsed started out just like any other until I began to feel the tightness and pain grip my chest. I began to panic.
That’s when I knew that something wasn’t right. My family and I got so distant, I was dishonest, depressed, anxious and sad all the time. Id pushed my family away so much that they were at a loss of what to do with me. My 4 sibling's had been put into foster care and that’s when things really started to fall apart. I dropped out of high school half way through my freshmen year, because my panic attacks were so bad that I couldn’t even make it through first period.
How long has the problem existed? This problem had happened for more than a month before I decided to tell my situation to my superior but there was nothing to happen. c. What is the impact of this problem? This problem impacted me so much. I did not want to go to the company at every morning because of tedious work.
The House Ever since Joe had moved to Connecticut, we didn’t really talk much anymore. It’s really hard having your best friend pretty much taken out of your life, it takes its toll on you. It took a long time to adjust to school, and hanging out with different people . It had been year now, and we’ll text maybe like once a week. The truth is that I haven't fit well with the new private school I go to, getting along with the people that go there is very difficult, and I’ve been finding myself getting in trouble often for various reasons.
I learned this from one failure I experienced which I would never want to repeat again. The last year of my stay in the United States, I became depressed. I did not have friends that I could laugh heartily with. I did not do well in my classes. Although I pushed myself to do so, I did not want to go to school.
It was the most amazing experience ever, but also extremely exhausting thing ever! I was in the hospital for about another week till the doctor told me to go home, funny thing is that I got discharged on my birthday February 21, 1999, which I turned 16. At first, it felt like being a mother was easy, but in reality, it wasn't because I also had to go to school plus he would always wake me up in the middle of the night, and be in an extreme of exhaustion. I started missing school more and more till I finally dropped out. Being a teen mother was super hard I just couldn't keep up with my homework anymore.
In the first days I got too angry with me if things did not go well, I cried all the first semester I started to be a teacher, it was just I did not feel secure and confident within me and students detect that in a moment, so they made it rough and a challenge that I simply had to master. By the second semester I taught crying stopped, of course I never cried in front of them just at home to myself. The point is for me I started in this business with no prior training after getting out from chemical engineering undergraduate school, so it took me about a whole year to figure it out. Later on by my own I started reading about teaching techniques, and blogs of teachers, and talked to my peers, and made a lot of mistakes on the way, still make them. It is just I learned it by doing it I did not go to a special school for them to show me how to be a teacher.
The years of physical and mental harassment left me crushed, in a bad state of mind with no will and courage to break a sweat and turn my life around. There is a big asset to not being able to sleep for months; you have a lot of time think. It was then when I had my turning point. I realized the person I have become isn’t the person I want to be, not to mention that most of the people surrounding me couldn’t care less about my well being. It honestly felt like a weight is lifted off my chest and I was
I started this relationship since a year ago, both of us started this relationship fast by a click and without knowing each other characteristics. The problems began when I started my first year of the degree, we fought a lot on the small matter, I found out that he had the characteristics of feeling insecure of me and he doesn’t allow me to hang out with my friends or meet new friends because he doesn’t trust any of my friends and judges them will influence me. Every day after class ends, I have to take nearly an hour trip to LRT to meet him on time, he was inconsiderate about my tiredness of travelling all the way from university to his house, I was scared whenever he’s feeling unwell at night because he will purposely ask me to travel alone at night to take care of
Anyways back to my story. So when I was waking up at 7:00a.m I was always late and I hate being late because if you are late more than three times in the school year you can get detention. I will not get detention! I am an all A student. What if the detention went on my record then I could never get into Yale?