My Family Experience

It all started at the lake the place where we went every weekend to hang out with family. It's a place called Sandy Pines, it has so much stuff to do you're never bored. It was one evening my whole family was over at my grandparents place for dinner. We were all messing around and talking outside, us kids were playing on the hanging swing and breaking it like always. All of a sudden these kids come roaring up in their golf cart next to our lot, there were about in their 20s or so and we could tell they were in a rush of some sort. They jumped off their chart and came running up to us with a plastic lawn goose in their hands. They were yelling at us about how they were playing some sort of game and needed us to trade the goose they had for

This dream serves now as a great way of coping with my past. At the time I was vulnerable and had no control of the situation. I would constantly watch the house burn down in the dreams to try to burn away the place the memory occurred, burn away the man symbolically, and burn the incident from my mind. The lesson this teaches me today is one of forgiveness and to face challenges head on as an adult.

This is an interesting dream! There is a ton of symbolism and the biggest star is family issues. The first part is where you are going to the journey of life and your family imprinting is coming with you. You want to go on your own but your mother is wanting you back at home to take care of you. The party symbolizes fun with the family but also her way to tempt you to the family’s way of doing things. The food is nourishment, her taking care of you, because it is at her home so it is her style of food.

So, last summer I went to clear lake well Middleton which is just by clear lake to visit my aunt and uncle as I do every year in July for about 2 weeks. They both work a lot my uncle, Joe, and my aunt, Jackie had to work all day. So, for the day I went to my uncle's sister Pats and we went to town for the day. First, we went to Walmart and got some school supplies and then we went to go and get something to eat and last we went to the dollar store and when we pulled up to the dollar store I noticed an older man sitting outside the dollar store and he was eating some raw grapes like the wild grapes that he more than likely just found growing on someone's fence or something like that.

When studying dreams, Freud found that dreams are very strange. I have found this also in my lifetime. I have always been fascinated by dreams. As a kid I would wake up wanting to replay my dream on a display screen. In the mornings, I would be so excited to explain what happened in my dreams the night before to my family members. I wanted so badly for them to understand how crazy they were, but most of the time they were too bizarre for them to understand so they gave up listening. Unlike most of my friends and family my dreams were so vivid that I could almost always remember them. In high school, I began to think that because my dreams were so vivid, they had to mean something. I began trying to interpret my dreams. If there were a symbol that stuck out in my dream all night, like a snake, I would try to look up the meaning. Or if there were a certain act I was performing in my dream, like swimming in the ocean, I would look it up. At first, I was looking up the meanings on dream interpretation websites. Then, I ended up getting a book. Now I know that thanks to Freud, I am able to interpret my own dreams. I remember specifically, my senior year of high school after my mom passed away, she would be in my dreams. They were vivid memories of her and I, the dreams always felt so real. In the beginning after her passing, I would have dreams consecutively with her in it. As months passed

The first dream was about two men who went on a trip together. But one evening they stumbled into a little town where they

I still remember what happened the night that I thought my life was going to change completely, and I knew it would be a struggle for me both emotionally and academically. That night my parents had gotten into a huge argument of which my dad was hiding something from my mom and his phone and everytime she would bring it up he would get really tense. Yet that night he couldn’t handle it anymore and began to yell at my mom which made me be in shock and scared. I started to panic and had no idea on what to do except to cry and yelling them to please stop. I started to feel pain in my chest and that’s when I realized my anxiety was starting to kick in which was the worst feeling. My mom noticed what was happening to me and stopped yelling and ran up to me to calm me down before my anxiety would get worse. The rest of the night the tension was still felt in the air and, I knew that from that day forward nothing will ever be the same at home, and I wouldn’t be the same person both in school and home. When I had gone to school whatever my teachers were talking about or teaching I was unable to focus. I still did any work that was assigned to me, but it wasn’t all of my effort that I could have put into the assignments because the dark hole was slowly pulling me in deeper to it. I knew that this changed would be something that would take a while t

The environment in which I was raised was very thrilling. My family and close friends have had such an impact on my life and I’ll always be so grateful for them. They are very encouraging and always keep an open mind. I’ve learned so much within my seventeen years of life. As I’ve been growing up they’ve helped me realize that It’s okay if it's not right just keep moving and don't take the melancholy parts of life too hard, always learn to be and have a sanguine attitude. They’re always proud of me no matter what I do or who I am.

Alongside my parents I migrated to the US at only two years old. We had no permanent home which is why we became so close to each other. One year later my sister was born and we spent most of our together since now we moved almost yearly. We became close and during high school it was the same and she is the reason I became passionate about mental health. During her transition into and the first two years of high school she became depressed and self-harming. It took me years to accept and realize this experience affected more than I had thought.

All of my life I had always had plenty of friends. I lived in the same neighborhood for a good part of my childhood, where there were plenty of children my age. I grew up with most of my friends, I knew them so long I could not even remember the first time I met them. When my family moved due to my father’s promotion, I was so excited for a change in scenery that it never occurred to me I would be leaving all my friends behind. Upon arriving in our new home I realized all the people I had grown close to over the years were gone. On social media I felt excluded, I saw them enjoying themselves, while I stayed at home alone. I felt like an alien to my new home and convinced myself, for a time, that I would never be happy there. I was in essence an outsider. After several weeks of wallowing the sorrow of my loneliness, I refused to allow the fear I had of my new environment hold me back from living happily. I resolved to make new friends with whom I would build lasting memories.

Uhh… What a weird dream. I roll out of my straw bed, trying to remember what I

Growing up in Brooklyn, New York I had many friends from different cultural backgrounds, and the neighborhood I lived in was a melting pot of families from all over the globe. Among them Kimmie Chang, Gabby Martinez, Bella D'Amato, and Logan O'Neill. The air always smelt of delicious ethnic cuisines, and all of the languages were interesting to listen to. The best part was that each family had children close to my age so I was always experiencing a different lifestyle. Feeling so popular among the community, I was invited to dinner at all of my friend's houses at a certain time of the year. Fascinated by different dialect I found myself analyzing conversation at the dinner table, observing the way each family's lifestyle was so different than mine in every way. During my younger years, my brain was able to process a lot from my friends and their families that I could write a book.

I think most people have an event in their life when time seems to stand still, momentarily freeze. That one moment, for better or for worse, has the potential to change your life. It may lead you to question yourself, your life path, how you want to live your life from then on. For myself, time stood still September 4, 2016. My daughter was seriously injured in a playground accident. I was there for the accident, took care of her during recovery (as a mother should), and encouraged her to fight to get better. That incident made me realize what I am made of, what I am capable of.

Some believe that you become like the 5 people you spend the most time with. I never really believed it until I started looking at who I really was, and who those who surround me are. I realized just how alike I was to my family members, and not because of how much we look alike, but because of how similar our beliefs and attitudes are. Each and every one of them has been like a teacher to me, and I can attribute my best, and worst qualities to them. My family members have been the mold that has shaped me into who I am today.

When I was a child, I had a recurring dream. I am not sure where it originated, but what is really perplexing is why it was a constant in my life for over two years. It began when I was approximately six years old. I had that dream so often that I began to confuse it with my reality. One afternoon while on the playground with my eldest sister, Keisha, and my childhood best friend, Shema, I spoke of the dream as though it were a part of our everyday lives.