Paw Changed My Life

My mother worked day and night so I had to care for my sister and cousins. On some occasions I had to help my mom clean houses to earn money. At the age of thirteen up until I was sixteen I was cleaning houses for the people we longed to be. I got a glimpse of a life I have never known. For the most part my mom’s boss was nice, but her family was ignorant at times. They would ask me where I have traveled and if I’ve been to all these kinds of expensive places. When I answered no they asked why not. I guess they didn’t comprehend the fact that my mom and I were cleaning their dishes and making their beds for less than the minimum wage to be able to barely afford the rent of the small room we all

Throughout my life, I always enjoyed to help everyone. When I was little, I actually loved being the “teacher’s pet.” My naive child mind thought I was the bomb by helping my teachers. I probably made my poor teacher’s life harder but my heart was in the right place. More times or not I was always helping someone. I would be the kid that my

The first thing I do on Monday morning is to check my voice mail and e-mail, then I would prioritize my activities for the week such as organizing department brochures, reviewing and distributing mails, scheduling appointments, assisting students with student self service calls and emails, preparing student reports, assisting registration, updating and reviewing student

When I got married, I was working as a federal contractor for a company that conducted background investigations. The days were very long, some at 10 hours, most at 12. My husband worked at the same company, so we were on the same schedule. This worked well for us, but as we started to discuss building our family, I began to wonder if this would be practical. I did not mind working so much, but knew having a baby would change a lot. Once I became pregnant, it slowly became evident I could not continue such crazy schedules. I moved to part-time status shortly after, and ultimately left my job just months before having our daughter.

Also, I have a plan written out for how to get all of my stuff in a week without not being able to do all of it to it’s full extent. I was not able to have hockey practice Tuesday Thursday and most Friday, Saturday, and Sundays and also fit in dryland training on Monday and Wednesday. Of course, I also have homework and babysitting my siblings, which adds to the stress and workload. I made a plan to get everything done, and using the weekends I do have off to work on projects.

Most people think that I am a bit selfish, but its just the way I grew up. While I was an apprentice, I was always criticized and I knew that I would build myself up to prove

We’ve grown accustomed to finishing all of our work by Friday evening so that we could go out on the weekends.

This is most commonly seen at school, where it is extremely competitive because everyone is fighting for the number one spot in our early college high school. I am stuck with idea that I come before anyone else and won’t proceed to assist anyone with their problems until I have fully comprehended the topic of discussion. If I am not able to completely understand what I’m working on, I will go seek out for assistance. Likewise, other students act the same way when they are working because it is always about them. I am usually disappointed that I can’t get help and develop ideas of why others won’t help me, but I do the exact same thing when others need help. Because whether I like it or not, I am filled with the “unconscious belief that I am the center of the world” (Wallace

I experienced childhood in a three-room duplex with six other individuals, my mother, father, older sister Claire(17), and three younger brothers Colin(13), Cody(10), and Cason(8). Life was entirely typical for me when I was younger, aside from me breaking a bone on a play area zip line, however next to that, I would state I was normal. My dad was and is still an extremely giving individual, I mean we could be penniless, and he would in any case attempt to help everybody out. I figure that rubbed off on me in light of the fact that as I got older I began volunteering at places like Ivey Ranch since I loved horses and the nearby schools. I started to understand that I cherished the sentiment helping individuals and it soon turned into an energy of mine. I think it is the sort of person I am, a person who loves to help when there is nothing to be given in return. Alongside this, I'm a person that is continually changing and learning things, what I mean by this is I am continually attempting to better myself, and the community that I live in by utilizing my background and advice from others.

One reason why it sucks is because my clothes get all wet and then i get cold. Another reason why it sucks is because my backpack gets wet and all the things inside my backpack get wet too, coming to school in the rain sucks because then when i feel that my hair looks okay later on it rains and my hair gets all wet. Coming to school in the rain also sucks because then i get way more sick. Another reason is that my shoes get wet and sometimes puddles of water are on the floor and sometimes i don’t even look and set in one and then my sock gets all wet. It also sucks because then there’s a lot of traffic with all they parents coming and dropping of their kids and then you just have to wait in that long line. My last reason why it sucks to come

I eagerly offered and began working in the home as a physical therapist assistant and an in-home care provider. Along with cooking, cleaning, chaperoning, monitoring, tutoring, mentoring and guiding my siblings through the day I also made sure the bills were paid and that there was an income to at least match the outcome. I was making money budgeting and delegating in the home and out of the home. All this while trying to maintain my perfect attendance, honor roll, mesa, girl scouts, and teacher's assistant, office assistant, helper, etc. I would ask for extra homework for the weekends and cry on the last day of school. I would look for summer school programs, and pretend like i was the teacher toward all my siblings as soon as we went home. I would adopt all the animals that were stray and homely off of the street into our yard and house with food, love and treats, I would create and run a whole facility of make believe reality for all of my siblings and our neighboring community. In 7th grade at Rio Tierra junior high in sacramento Ca i was awarded student of the year for the whole school, i won the science award and the Acum De La Cloud, for winning the science fair as well as being a 4.0+ A++ student. I went through a million bad experiences throughout my life homeless shelters, tents, cars, backyards, abuse,

All my life I was always the nice kid, that kid who would bring a bag of gummy bears to school but only get one because I couldn’t say no to people. Even when I got older doing people favors was no problem to me, it actually brought me joy seeing them happy for

I was the “Easy Kid” my parents would always tell me. I listened to everything they said and never got in trouble for the same thing twice. Supposedly I never went through that phase of temper tantrums or acting out in public. My parents said that it was almost like I went straight from being an infant to an adult. I was deathly afraid of disobeying or disappointing my parents when I was younger. I just listened to what they said the first time and didn’t make the same mistake in fear of consequences that might come of my actions. My parents were by no means strict, but they were all-knowing when I was young. I was a people-pleaser, but only to the people that I had a high respecting for. One could say that my mom and dad were my first role-models, because I respected and trusted them in everything they said and they never led me astray. Throughout my life friends and other family members have come and gone, but my parents were always there for me and still are to this day. This caused me to develop an overwhelming reliance on them emotionally. It caused me to almost completely establish my happiness on what I thought they were proud of. In other words, if I didn’t think they were pleased with what I did or accomplished I wasn’t happy with myself.

Nathan DeWall, a Psychologist at the University of Kentucky says that “Humans have a fundamental need to belong. Just as we have needs for food and water, we also have needs for positive and lasting relationships.” The need to belong can be so strong that we are willing to change who we are just to belong to a group. Most times it is small changes. For people who are people pleasers, we will go out of our way to help others, even if that means we are neglecting ourselves, just to get their approval.

I never knew when it started, this obsession. Didn’t even realize how slowly and steadily what I thought I could control controlled me. I am not like most people my likes, dislikes and feelings differ from most of the crowd. When did I become someone who cared so much what other people think of me? Now that I think about it, it baffles me how I slowly and steadily from being an individual who preaches about being different suddenly became someone who just wanted to fit in to other people’s expectations. And suddenly I feel I woke up to realize what kind of a slave I had become.