My Role In My Life

My mother has helped me to understand myself, and to develop my characteristics because we have spent the majority of our lives together. One specific example would be in 2015, during an excursion to The Gower Peninsula in Wales, when, over a bonfire, we conversed about my father, and the subject of my conception came up. My mother told me that I was a mistake, because she was worried that she wouldn’t be an adequate mother, and tried abortion. This impacted me considerably, and it has made me live more in the moment because anything can happen, I didn’t feel like I was a mistake, or a failure or any of those labels, but I did realize that my time is limited, and I have to make the most of it. Another example is that during the initial split, my mother lived 5 minutes away from my house, and I would regularly make unscheduled visits to her apartment, and just talk to her. I comforted my mother, and we would talk for many hours. During that time, I hid my feelings behind my humor and

My life in California was spiraling out of control. I lost sight of my future, of who I wanted to be and where I wanted to go. I was ready to spend my whole life working at Walmart, barely living pay check to pay check, because of some boy. But my mom saved me. She gave me an ultimatum,

My most memorable pet is my old dog hitch who died from bone cancer last year on my birthday. Lovable Hitch was a good dog If you were happy he was happy. When we noticed he had cancer, he could not walk on his one back leg. We were going to have surgery to remove the cancer but his body was not strong enough to go through the surgery so it was a matter of time till he died said the vet. A month later we were going to have Hitch put down because he was suffering. Hitches heart was still full of love and adrenaline like a very loved dog would but it was a real struggle for him to even move. (Hitch was a golden Doodle). But...

Despite the love and support of my family, I did succumb to making poor choices. I started hanging with the wrong group of friends, caring less about school, doing things the Lizmery now wouldn’t do. My perspective changed when I entered high school. I noticed how much of a rebel I had been with my family. I understood then, all the things that my mother had done and sacrificed to give my sister and me the world. I saw my sister earn her master's degree and buy a house. As the youngest, I had great role models in front of me. I knew that what I did in the next four years had to be drastic. I had to step outside of my comfort zone, leave the negative friends behind, and take my education

The loss of a pet is a very challenging time. My family and I had a chocolate lab named Hershey. I was not very old when he died. It was hard to lose him even though I did not know him very long. Waiting a year and a half was hard, but when we got a new dog it was very exciting. Having a pet has positive and negative effects on your life.

If I was not worrying about my mother, I was worrying about how I would pick up my brothers and sister from daycare/school and still be able to make it to work on time. I began to forget my role as a student and struggled to stay active in extracurricular activities. I did not feel like a nineteen year old, instead I felt forced to grow up and handle responsibilities I never even imagined I would have to handle. Despite my best efforts to do well in my courses, I finished the semester with C’s in my remaining classes. This to me was considered

When I was 11 years old, my father died. Not knowing what to do with that reality and the emotions that came with it, I turned to my mother. My mother has always been my rock, so I was confident that she would put this entire situation into perspective. She explained to me how my dad had been sick for a while, and how god did not want to see him suffer any longer, so he called my father home. When I attended the funeral, it occurred to me that this would be the last time I would see my father. As the time of grieving progressed, I grew unmotivated, uninterested, and depressed. In middle school, I joined an after school program called Teen Hype. Teen Hypes's goal was to empower youth to be their very best self. After joining this program, my

In 2010 both of my dogs, Daisy and Cody died in December. My family and I were mournful about our two dog’s death ,so we decided to get a puppy. Our family looked on a website to find puppies and we found a lot of dogs we liked. My mother liked a two year old dog named Chester ,but I liked a three year old Pug named Scooter. Finally, my family found a Saint Bernard named Ollie that we absolutely fell in love with.

my cat passing away was one of the worst experiences of my life. He was my best friend and i loved him. He would greet me every single day I came home and I became a carrot when i found out he was sick and dying. I became very depressed and all I wanted to do was cry. It made me heartbroken because no one wants to lose their best friend. In the end I knew that doing this would put him out of his pain and misery.

On the 23 of October, my family experienced a house fire that rendered our family with a 95% loss of all of our possessions. The fire damaged most of our living room and smoke engulfed the house. We lost not only 17 years of memories, possessions, and a house, we lost a member of our family. My best friend, my dog Mercy, who was a part of our lives for 5 years, he died from smoke inhalation, which means he died while falling asleep which was a relief. The fire and the loss of my dog sent me into a depression and state of isolation. I struggled finishing the rest of the first semester of my junior year in high school but through self-assessment and help from my parents, friends, and loved ones, I overcame and regained my grades that semester and finished the school year confident. My family and I lived from hotel to hotel, for about three months. Because the hotels were in different cities than my school district, I worked hard to get as much school work and homework done at school. The stress caused so much conflict in my home; we had divided powers among parents and the

When I was a child, I faced many obstacles that I believe children should never have to go through. My mother walked out on my sisters and I at a young age, which left me with no motherly role model in my life. This had a negative impact on me and on my self-esteem. I always came to believe that if my mother never cared for me then why should I care for myself. I was never fully able to have satisfaction within myself because of my past experiences. While growing up, my dad eventually remarried to my stepmom. My stepmom was a real piece of art ever since they got together. She always had it out for me because in her eyes, I resembled my mother, which she could not stand. With the conflicts I was faced with, my self-esteem was low and

Whether it was a close friend, family, or even a pet, everybody has lost something they loved. I lost my first dog when I was 11 years old. I hated every moment of my life and never wanted to do anything. I never thought I could lose something I loved at such a young age. Losing my dog changed me personally, and how I saw things around me.

My family had only one dog a few years back, her name was Kenzi. She was half Corgi and half Black Lab. Originally I was the one who picked her, she was really cute but she always went to mom and I wanted a dog to play with. So, I started asking mom if we could get another dog, I would go to her constantly to see if we could get another. A while later a friend of ours came to spend the week with us.

First, I am a wife, second a student, third a healthcare professional, and forth a friend. My ranking system for my life roles is the same as my priorities in life. I’m devoted to all my life roles, but some roles hold greater value because I believe they enrich my life more than others. My family, friends, and coworkers if in the same life situation would most likely rank their life roles in the same order. It’s my view that society has shaped our belief system to be this way. Taylor (2012) “Your values will influence your decisions related to your relationships, career, and other activities you engage in. Despite this importance, few people choose their values. Instead, they simply adopt the values of their parents and the dominant values of society. In all likelihood, the values that you internalized as a child remain with you through adulthood (yes, in some cases, people reject the values of their upbringings).” This holds mostly true in my life with the exception of the fact my patents are very religious and hold the church in very high regard, and I don’t.

I remember when I was 11 years old and my dog, Happy, was sick with cancer. Since the moment we rescued Happy he was the sweetest, most energetic pet I had ever seen. He remained this way over the many years that we had him, hence, his name. I remember the day we decided it was time to let go. We took Happy to the veterinarian clinic and were taken into a little room. All four of us, my brother, my parents, and I, huddled around Happy as he was lying on the counter. The veterinarian gave us some time to spend with him alone and say our goodbyes. When she returned she asked if we were ready and gave him an injection that would take him away from this world forever. Happy was euthanized due to his illness. As terribly