Narrative Essay About Moving To Pennsylvania

high year, but the experience has made me who I am today. Depression overtook my life at the age of 13, and I had to be taken away for my own safety. I was a danger to myself and it had everyone worried about my well being along with me. After being sent away to a mental facility I had mastered different coping skills to help me recover from my illnesses and disorders. I spent an entire week working on just me and not having to worry about fitting in with the others or being judged, based on my flaws. As I knew I was safe and that we all had something in common being there. Later release, I continued my way to recovery with the help of support from my family and friends. Once at my best, I began to see the beauty of the world and realized how important happiness really is. I accomplished not to let the scars of my past tie me down. There was one major lesson I did learn and that was my inner strength to keep me going. Due to the fact that the medical field helped me without judgement, I know I am going to help others.

My entire life I have always been on the search of a career that would fit my persona, fit who I truly am, and to become someone who will constantly have the ability to help people through their difficult problems that they face. Throughout my life I have been deemed the type of person that people felt comfortable coming to with their problems. Maybe people feel this way because they sense that I have a sympathetic ear? Well, all I can say is that human behavior has always seemed interesting to me and that is probably why I made the decision to go down the psychology career pathway.

Being in therapy and taking antidepressants changed my outlook on life completely. I once again have the motivation to get out of bed every day, and I have the energy to enjoy things. Having this experience furthered my interest in psychology. Being in therapy helped me learn a lot more about the subject, and I have realized that I want to help people using my love for psychology. I can imagine myself in my therapist’s position one day, and it is exciting. I want to be able to turn other people's lives around just like I turned around my own, and I am excited to learn everything I need to do

I find myself looking over my shoulder every time I step outside my front door. Violence has opened my eyes and destroyed my dreams of peace. When I first moved to Philadelphia from Puerto Rico, I moved into a neighborhood that was full of gangs and drugs. Philadelphia represented a new start, a chance for me to breathe again. I had experienced a tragic shooting right before my ten year old eyes in Puerto Rico; my mom’s best friend was killed, while the murderer calmly walked away. We escaped to Philadelphia, and I thought my days of witnessing horrific violence were over. However, my dreams were shattered like gunshots in the night. One day, while I was napping, I was awoken by a series of deafening pops. As soon as I heard them, I dropped

Growing up, I honestly never had a clue as to what I wanted to do when I grew up. But even back then I had ambition, I knew I wanted to do something that would make a direct impact, and thus my attention was immediately drawn to the science field. As I got older, I realized how amazing it would be to work directly with people and to physically help them. My dad would always have me massage him, and through many years of practice I realized that never once did I hate doing it, but I knew massage therapists hardly make enough money to live on their own. So I narrowed my field of search to the medical field and thus I found the occupation of a Chiropractor, where everything I was looking for in a job converged. A chiropractor is a major attraction

All the attention was overwhelming; my parents got me a psychologist whom then requested me to see a psychiatrist which only furthered my discomfort. The psychiatrist diagnosed me with major depression/severe anxiety, and a mood disorder; he then

My freshman year in high school was unarguably the best year of my high school career, If I knew how the rest of my school career would go I probably would have cherished it a lot more. My sophomore year was going pretty well until one major internal change shifted my well being in the worst. I always knew about depression,but It was always one of those things that I never really thought about because I thought that only certain types of people experienced depression and I couldn't be one of them. was wrong. During the spring of sophomore year I fell into a depression, at the time I did not know what depression was ,nor did I know what was happening with me so I didn't know what to do, I didn't ask for help, and I didn't talk about it. I started to go down an even darker path with self medicating, drinking ,and self destructive behavior all of which I never told to anybody. As the winter and spring ended and summer began I came out of my rut and told myself that If that ever happened again, I want to get help and I don't want to be on a self destructive path

Psychology has always had a direct impact on my life for many years for example, I myself have had counselling sessions for anxiety. Experiencing this has given me a desire to work with people in understanding their behaviour and how their minds work to be able to empower individuals to lead better lives. My own personal experience with anxiety has also intrigued me into thinking why I think the way I do and what can be put into action to improve my circumstances.

If I had a ticket that allowed me to go to any place I want, and do whatever I want when I get over there. Then I would choose to go to Pennsylvania because I know a very close friend of mine that moved over there four years ago and I would love to see them again.

I want to be a psychologist. I would love to learn all about the way people act, think and feel and at the same time try to help them. I have a very easygoing personality and I love to have fun and laugh. I ask a lot of questions, and I think I am very easy to get along with. Some career goals I have is to finish college, I would like to find a job I want to keep that I could make a career out of, and just take it one day at a time because I have desire to make the right decisions and live a pleasant life.

When my parents confirmed that they were making plans to face the move, I was shocked and didn’t know what to think. At the time it seemed absurd to leave behind my entire life in the small town and travel distances away. As they explained the plans to organise our belongings, board the plane and join my grandmother, I began to feel somewhat excited. I felt

I had made it into my school’s prestigious show choir, was neck-deep in AP study guides, and had countless, amazing friends. The news of us moving for my Dad’s new job rocked my world. I felt overwhelmed with emotion; filled with a combination of bitterness and fear. The next two months were a whirlwind: we sold my childhood home, I said goodbye to the people that I loved, and began a journey to a place that I had never been before.

After a long hiatus from my blog, I thought it was time to get back to writing. So much has changed since my last post, from births to deaths, new to old, I just don't know where to begin. Therefore, I will start with my most recent trip home to Pennsylvania to visit my family.

My hands trembled as tears flooded my eyes at the announcement. “You’ll be moving to georgia to live with your grandma”, says my mother, looking at my tears blankly. Does she not realize all that I am losing? Friends, my place among my peers, all the things I’ve grown attached to in the few years of being here robbed from me in one single phone call from my grandmother. At that moment the thought of losing everything consumes me with grief. But no matter how much I refused leaving, I would still have to go. At first being there was difficult; I was isolated and lost because the move changed all my plans as to what I was going to do for the future. Later on things turned around completely and I was better off than I was before. In the book

As the end of the night approached us, I couldn’t stop thinking about how many mixed emotions I had about starting a whole new chapter in my life. I couldn't wait to go to college, meet all new people, get a degree so that I could start my career path, but I knew that meant I had to say goodbye to my two best friends, who were moving several hours away from me. This was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do in my life. We all cried a little, and then made promises to keep in touch, and then we were off into the real world! I was very happy to be at this point in my life, but I was scared deep down inside.