Personal Narrative: My Journal
JevenyJohnson.Session1.Journal.
I honestly never really knew what worked for me. I knew I had dreams and goals, but a part of me never knew how I would obtain them. Before I enrolled in this school, I was lost. I had a destination, but I has had no direction, no path should I say. Raising three boys by myself, battling alcoholism, battling drug abuse, I was longing to be a part of something that loved me back. Something that I didn’t have to buy to receive it, something that wouldn’t be a temporary fix, something that wouldn’t make me feel like crap when it was done with me. My dreams are way bigger than me, dreams so big I had no choice but to buckle down and obtain them, my dreams and goals continuously reminded me they were still unaccomplished, they still …show more content…
What are you going to do about me?"
Even though I enrolled and was all set up to start classes, the unwise part of me pulled me into a clear path to destruction. Yet the wise part of me, pulled me to see the dream, yet never telling me how to obtain it. It hurt me to think, that my addictions would rob me of a life, would rob my children of their mother. When I sat down at this computer, the path became clear. The blueprint to my success became available to me. My passion for learning boiled and rumbled inside of me, I began to realize I was fueling a very powerful new-found addiction, the addiction of knowledge. I soon fell into complete solitude, almost meditating while reading and watching videos. I stumbled upon this phrase, referring back to the book Ask It: The Question
that will Revolutionize How You make Decisions, Andy Stanley, (2014) claims, “Our greatest …regrets are always preceded by a series of unwise choices. Not wrong choices, not impermissible, not illegal, but unwise” (p. 98). That saying right there, followed by the actions
I honestly never really knew what worked for me. I knew I had dreams and goals, but a part of me never knew how I would obtain them. Before I enrolled in this school, I was lost. I had a destination, but I has had no direction, no path should I say. Raising three boys by myself, battling alcoholism, battling drug abuse, I was longing to be a part of something that loved me back. Something that I didn’t have to buy to receive it, something that wouldn’t be a temporary fix, something that wouldn’t make me feel like crap when it was done with me. My dreams are way bigger than me, dreams so big I had no choice but to buckle down and obtain them, my dreams and goals continuously reminded me they were still unaccomplished, they still …show more content…
What are you going to do about me?"
Even though I enrolled and was all set up to start classes, the unwise part of me pulled me into a clear path to destruction. Yet the wise part of me, pulled me to see the dream, yet never telling me how to obtain it. It hurt me to think, that my addictions would rob me of a life, would rob my children of their mother. When I sat down at this computer, the path became clear. The blueprint to my success became available to me. My passion for learning boiled and rumbled inside of me, I began to realize I was fueling a very powerful new-found addiction, the addiction of knowledge. I soon fell into complete solitude, almost meditating while reading and watching videos. I stumbled upon this phrase, referring back to the book Ask It: The Question
that will Revolutionize How You make Decisions, Andy Stanley, (2014) claims, “Our greatest …regrets are always preceded by a series of unwise choices. Not wrong choices, not impermissible, not illegal, but unwise” (p. 98). That saying right there, followed by the actions