Her name was not well-known by many. She was quiet, soft-spoken most times. She feared perfection in the past. She wanted to prove to everyone, including her father that she could achieve their expectations. She constantly reminds herself that nobody is perfect. Even if she did know that, she could still feel everyone analyzing her; analyzing how imperfect she was. She only allowed certain people into her life out of fear of those people leaving once they saw her true identity. She did not allow most people to be welcomed into her life, so it would not cause as much heartbreak if they decided to leave her behind. Her life was not as horrible as it could have been. Other people had worse problems than she would ever have. All she …show more content…
I used to sit around until five o 'clock waiting to hear his silver truck pull up outside. He would either clean up around the house, or come straight in the house walking straight into his room. When he comes in now we say a small "Hey," before going back to what we were doing earlier. It’s as if I don 't understand him anymore, and he doesn’t understand me at all. He used to not be this short-tempered. He hides his temper around most people. When I was younger, we succeeded in getting along fine. We had decent conversations where we didn 't disagree all the time. Now, I am fifteen and it seems we have more disagreements than agreements. By being fifteen, means I am old enough for my driving permit. While having this permit means I drive with my dad numerous times. Consequently, when I do something minor wrong my dad stays quiet, but when I do something a little worse than minor he 'll receive a defensive side, and he will snap at me. He expects me to know every wrong there is, but how am I supposed to know if he 's not telling me what is wrong. "You need to know what is right from wrong," he 'd snap. "How am I supposed to know if you don 't explain what I did?" I would question. "I didn 't have anyone to teach me how to drive," he would snap back. I would drop the matter, knowing I wouldn 't win. I had gotten better with my driving. I was getting too comfortable with the fact of driving. I was less paranoid and
This type of upbringing would lead one to believe that her life would not amount to anything and torn by the fact that she was not residing with her family. However, subconsciously, when she needed reassurance, her paternal mother’s words to her would always surface in her mind, “Sunshine, you’re my baby and I’m your only mother, but you must obey the one taking care of you but she is not your mama”.
Her father,Rex, was a horrible person. He slept around, abused his wife and kids, was an alcoholic, and had his family on the run. He made excuses for everything he did and made his family and everyone else believe him. He was a manipulative person. One good thing I can say about her father is that he was a smart man. He taught his daughter calculus at a young age. And he was good at using his resources. As for the mother, she was a lazy human being. She stayed home and didn’t have a job even though her family was broke. She knew the father was an alcoholic and abusive but still stayed with him. The parents was horrible to put their own children in
who had many struggles in her life. However, regardless of her faults she strived for
“You’re a rotten driver,” I protested. “Either you ought to be more careful, or you oughtn’t to drive at all” (58)
Through the lens of her struggles to remember parts of her identity, and attempts to
He didn’t talk to me for days until my mom convinced him to. My mom told me stay quiet, listen and apologize while my dad expressed his feelings and opinions towards my previous behavior. During this “discussion,” I found out that my dad was really hurt at some of the things that I said about him. He didn’t even bother to consider some of the issues that I brought up because of that. I went too far while voicing my concerns on an issue which caused my dad to be against everything I’ve advocated for. My punishment for this was to discontinue debating because my dad thought that was the reason why I started to voice my opinions more often. Debate has been an amazing platform for me to develop many necessary skills, but my passion for social justice has mainly come from reading books and listening to what oppressed and marginalized people have to say. But I didn’t say anything to my dad about this. At the time, I just silently listened to everything he said and apologized at the
What if a person was forced to change their identity and escape from who they truly are inside? In the novel, Caucasia by Danzy Senna a girl named Birdie goes through an identity crisis not knowing where she belongs. Her mother is white and her father is black making her a tan skinned girl while her sister is more similar to her father’s looks. Confused with her race, she is overlooked and not noticed by others, this causes her to become depressed and develops an invisible quality about her. Throughout the book, Birdie feels pressure multiple times to pass as either white or black. Caucasia explores controversial topics of racial passing, invisibility, and identity crisis within the text through the confused and lonely character of Birdie.
As stated by the author, “Neither her primary attachment figures nor her peers wanted her. Intense feelings of abandonment and isolation traumatize an individual and create a negative anticipatory effect” (Arrigo 2004). As Aileen encountered harsh obstacles throughout her life, she knew that no one was actually there for her and therefore, will soon start to acknowledge that when more stressful situations arise there will still be no one out there to help. Thus, the moment Aileen found out that her parents were actually her grandparents, “Aileen was openly defiant towards her grandfather and clear about her hatred for him” (Arrigo 2004). From that period and on, things went downhill for Aileen by engaging in delinquent behavior, not caring, nor connected to anyone or anything and “she reacted moment to moment with the only feelings that were safe to experience---rage, fear, and hatred” (Arrigo
She felt limited to being herself and wasn't happy with the way people would perceive her. The comments people gave her caused her to fall into depression and had trouble accepting herself. Microaggression can cause serious harm without knowing, she does not hold any grudges for people to think the way they
adversity. For example having her father's love and support the entire time. She recalls him
One of the things my dad, Brad Van Regenmorter, has taught me is the importance of character through good values, knowing right from wrong. For my dad, there isn’t much of a gray area between right and wrong. With him, it’s
She begins by saying how she never had one traumatic event that made her like this. However, her father was a violent man and her mother was usually in hysterics. Her father caused her to never learn trust. She saw other kids as walking robots until she interacted with them. She associated with kids her age without actually forming any connections.
Every-time I see the faintest glimmer of him caring I realize I’m not done with him and deep down I still care and want him to care about me too so I get my hopes up, but then he always lets me down again. I am not a violent person, I rarely swear, and I hate fighting with people. Somehow whenever I am talking to my dad all of those things bubble up inside of me, I get violent, angry, and I can honestly say that he is the only person I’ve ever sworn at. I hate being that person, but I’m so stupid that if I get the chance to see him I jump at it. I hope eventually I can tell myself I’m done with him and deep down it will actually be true and I can be free from the
As the girl grew up her life was hard and the world was not always kind to her. Often Mother
A name something simple right? Wrong your name means everything, people died behind a name. People will give you their souls to have their names. Without your name your a nobody right? No name no one knows who you are right? So what would you do if someone tired to steal your name?