Personal Narrative: A Time In My Life

I struggled to come up with a time in my life where I could not be myself. I have had the same job for fourteen years, have been with the same person for more than fourteen years, and have had my friends for longer still. Trying to find a time that I can distinctly remember not being myself I have to go back a long time, probably around eighteen years. The more I thought about it, the more I could only recall freshmen year in high school as being a time where I was living two lives. I attended a high school that not one single person I knew attended, I was on my own. Many of my friends attended the same two high schools and enjoyed the luxury of having something in common with each other. My high school was a specialty school that I choose to attend but none of my friends were able to. The school having different concentrations in different arts almost built a segregated culture. This major spent most of their time away from another major and so on. This built up temporary walls that eventually would come down. However, I think this helped me feel an outsider. There would be no way of me knowing how many other people felt the same way I did during those first few months at school. I think I had a hard time transitioning to the new school primarily because I wished to be at
Unlike Junior in our book I never had to make the choices between identities in the same way. The only thing that can even compare to the book for me was the almost complete separation between my high school friends and the rest of my friends. I can say that I still remain friends with the group of people that I did not go to school with and have only had contact with one or two people from high school. Obviously the people who I felt welcome around were the people who remain a part of my life and those that I always kept myself guarded around faded