My life was never the best, I went through a period of my life where I didn’t want to do anything. I wasn’t talking to any of my friends. I honestly felt like I did not belong anywhere. I felt like no-one had the same feeling as me, or felt the same way as me. I was lost, didn’t know where I was supposed to go in life. I had a hard time opening up to people. I was on the verge of just giving up. Until the begging of my senior year of high school, August 2016 this is where I began to talk to my long lost best friend. Brian Jones; he is an amazing guy, tall, smart, talented individual, who has somewhat long dark brown hair to the point it’s almost black. Brian had a rough life too. I was able to help him, while on the other had he was able to …show more content…
I always told myself I would never make anyone happy and I would always be the problem. Since I was always told that I was fat, I was never going to be good enough. After my mom, the one I thought was supposed to be the one person in your life to help you when you needed help. I thought a mother was supposed to guide you. I thought she was supposed to be the number one supporter. My mom was different I guess you can say. She was always bring negativity into my life, calling me fat and telling me I should pay attention to my double chin. Sometimes Brian would be around when it was being said to me and he’d have to take me outside and show me that none of it was true and that I needed to stay positive. He allowed me to be myself around him. I would always laugh and smile around him. He showed me that anything was possible. I then began to play softball again the one thing I felt confident doing when I was growing up. When I didn’t make the varsity team my senior year I lost even more confidence. I also started to do more with my life. I got into doing criminal justice at my high school, I started doing competitions and talking in front of tons of people. No one in my family never pictured me doing this in my life, I would always be that little shy girl sitting in the back of the room all my
At this time of year, I begin to look back at my life after 12 hard years of schooling. Throughout the course of my life, there have been many ups and downs, but these up and downs is what made me who I am today. These influences have shaped my values, attitudes and beliefs towards life. There have been many important people and events that has impacted my life. One of which is family and the media.
He really made me change the way I did think about school and life. He is the perfect example of a high school teacher that goes the extra mile for a student. He is part of the reason why I am the way I am. He helped create Aaron Berry, the student/athlete leader of Euclid high
It was a typical chilly October Friday night on the football field under the lights with fans screaming, the hype of the game in full effect, when my life was altered and I was forced to make a decision. I was running down the field in hopes to catch the football thrown in my direction when I was hit. Everything seemed fine, until I tried to stand up. I felt excruciating pain come from my right leg, I looked down only to see the bone bulging from my right shin. I’ve always been told that no mater what you are dong adversity is going to come but it all breaks down to how you are going to respond.
And I with him. Some days we sang along to songs on the radio. Some days he helped me review for a test, or maybe discuss a problem I was having at school. Most of all, it was just a great time to talk
When I was in high school, times were very difficult. I didn’t have many friends and I had issues that I had to deal with. I never understood why I didn't have many friends. I would talk to people and try to start a conversation. But, most people would shut me out.
Later on that night I told my parents I had a great day, but I was holding back my fears of what dilemmas I would face. The next week went by and I found myself stuck with the same problems that I started off with, I had not yet made any friends and I just wanted to go back home. Another week had passed before I had someone that I would consider a friend. My new friend was tall and athletic compared to my short and chubby self, but he lived on my street so we became friends because of proximity.
My best friend, Jake Banfield has impacted my life in numerous ways since the second grade. One of those would be basketball. We played together for 7 years all the way to our eighth-grade year. He is one year younger than me, but is probably one of my closest friends. I have had numerous memories with him by my side.
Instead of teaching me how to braid hair, or apply mascara, he taught me what an ERA is in baseball, and what offsides meant in hockey. I was always his number one girl, and he never put anything or anyone above me. He tried his best to provide me with everything I wanted but he just couldn't. I started working at fourteen. If I wanted new clothes, I had to work for them.
Overworked. That’s the closest word that I could use to describe this week. I feel like this journal is going to be about me just bickering, yet there is some stuff you might want to read about. First of all, I have been sleeping three hours this week because of upcoming midterms, quizzes, and assignments due. I am sleep deprived and mentally drained and as my second year in college I have never had my life drained out of my body like a passing shadow.
My Drunk Education Pre-K- My mom became nothing in my early years of life.my teacher thought I was outspoken and misunderstood. I thought I was being nice,but everyone thought I was crazy. that's the year my emotions became one in a million different ways. I was diagnosed bipolar.
My sister and I were nervous that he wouldn't be the same. When we got home from school he was there. We ran up and hugged him and we didn't let him go. We had missed him to much. When he came home it meant mom would have to stop working in the factory.
Despite some qualms I have with the way I was raised, it did instill a sound appreciation for how important it is to have an understanding and positive interpersonal relationships. My parents, and other significant others in my life such as my husband and close friends, all played important parts in the development of my self-concept and perception. They helped me to have a realistic perception of myself with realistic expectations, and to find the drive to change a distorted and obsolete
“Here is the tragedy: when you are the victim of depression, not only do you feel utterly helpless and abandoned by the world, you also know that very few people can understand, or even begin to believe, that life can be this painful. There is nothing I can think of that is quite as isolating as this” (Andreae). I began to struggle with depression when I was in my second year of middle school. People always assume a major life event is what caused it, but nothing had changed: my dad moved out of state when I was in the fourth grade, I was friends with the same people I had been friends with the previous year, and I had never been very close with my step-father. But none of this was new to me, so what had caused this change in my mentality?
One of my experiences with failure took place when I was in fourth grade. There were many problems accumulated and I was a child who needed people to see if I did my homework or study for the test, because I couldn’t concentrate and was distracted by anything in the room. My brother also had problems that year, he needed more attention because he didn’t get along with his math teacher and my Mom was always after him with the homework; otherwise he would have failed Math at the end of the year. In fourth grade, the teacher that was assigned to us was one of the strict teachers that were in that school
He also taught me to stay motivated no matter how many times I wanted to give up because of my mistakes. I remember the day like it was yesterday even though it was eighteen years ago. This is one of the proudest moments in my life. It’s a lesson that I’ll never forget. Being taught how to ride a bike for the first time was exciting.