“My Journey Through Life...“
FCS23. Fall 2011 “my journey through life...“
Of my earliest recollection of life, I remember having a great time, full of energy playing along with my sisters and friends. I still nostalgically reminiscence those days. They were truly the innocent times when I could express and be myself. After that… it was otherwise. During elementary school, I had difficult times. I was growing so fast physically due to an early puberty with acne, facial and body hair as well as my unusual height. Due to this, I was harassed incessantly and I even was molested physically. I felt misunderstood until I had the courage to tell my parents and they took action. To the date I will always appreciate all what they’ve done for me, staying by my side, providing me emotional support. Eventually I was transferred to a private catholic school, hoping for a better environment. There, I was left out of class’s activities because they thought I was stupid and I wasn’t good enough. Those were critical days in my life; I didn’t want to live, I was emotionally unstable and depressed. I thought to myself that it was easier to be dead; however, I was also scared to die. All I know is that all I wanted is to get away to a world where I could live life peacefully, but also I got a clear notion that killing myself, was not the answer. Later on, once that broke up with my first boyfriend, my self-esteem returned, for awhile. Right after I turned 17, I had my first sexual experience with a 23 year old guy, whose intentions were only physical and that was hurtful. Going back to my first boyfriend was not good at the long run either. We tried, but in vain, especially after a sequence of lies and intrigue from him. People who lie will say anything you just to obtain their objectives. That was a good personal lesson for me,
Of my earliest recollection of life, I remember having a great time, full of energy playing along with my sisters and friends. I still nostalgically reminiscence those days. They were truly the innocent times when I could express and be myself. After that… it was otherwise. During elementary school, I had difficult times. I was growing so fast physically due to an early puberty with acne, facial and body hair as well as my unusual height. Due to this, I was harassed incessantly and I even was molested physically. I felt misunderstood until I had the courage to tell my parents and they took action. To the date I will always appreciate all what they’ve done for me, staying by my side, providing me emotional support. Eventually I was transferred to a private catholic school, hoping for a better environment. There, I was left out of class’s activities because they thought I was stupid and I wasn’t good enough. Those were critical days in my life; I didn’t want to live, I was emotionally unstable and depressed. I thought to myself that it was easier to be dead; however, I was also scared to die. All I know is that all I wanted is to get away to a world where I could live life peacefully, but also I got a clear notion that killing myself, was not the answer. Later on, once that broke up with my first boyfriend, my self-esteem returned, for awhile. Right after I turned 17, I had my first sexual experience with a 23 year old guy, whose intentions were only physical and that was hurtful. Going back to my first boyfriend was not good at the long run either. We tried, but in vain, especially after a sequence of lies and intrigue from him. People who lie will say anything you just to obtain their objectives. That was a good personal lesson for me,