Personal Narrative: What Makes Me Who I Am Today

To explain who I am today and the lessons I have learned wouldn’t make sense unless I explained my past. I hit the lowest part in my life while I was a young adult and the events I was facing could have ruined me if I let them. Thankfully, a person came into my life at the time I needed most.
If anyone was to look at a picture of my family, they would think we had the perfect life. However, the camera told lies that we were all good at hiding. I was blessed to have such an amazing mother. My father, on the other hand, was an abusive alcoholic who caused my life to be a living nightmare. My mom has been a flight attendant since I was little; she was usually gone every other week. I was the youngest out of three and my brother and sister were out of the house by the time I reached my senior year. So, that usually left just my dad and I.
I was only seventeen when I found out my parents were getting a divorce. Honestly, I was quite shocked it took so long for my mother to finally leave my father. However, I knew her reason’s for waiting till I reached eighteen. I shared the wall the separated mine and my parent’s room and I could hear them fight nonstop. It wasn’t hard to
I grew up being blamed for every fight my parents got into and was constantly told if my mom ever left it was my fault. I never disclosed anything to my mom until one night things got terrifying. I had gotten permission from my mom that I could have some friends over for a bon fire while she was gone. I could have asked my dad, but anytime I ever told him anything he was usually drunk and never remembered. My drunken father wasn’t too happy that I had friends over and called me into the house. I told him I would send them home and leave, but this didn’t make him happy either. He was having one of his moments that I always tried to avoid. He then cornered, tormented, and belittled me to a point I feared for my