I still felt lonely, and depressed despite the fact that I’ve been around people all day, and will be around people all day tomorrow. Anxiety overcame me as I had to ask to borrow a pencil or if I could sit with them. I felt like whenever I had to talk to a stranger, I was just being a vexatious, disturbing, pest that if they weren’t try to be polite they’d swat away. To me, all I could see were my constant screw ups. Although thousands of my peers were around me, I was lacking closeness. Nobody cared about me and I had no purpose. If I were to confide in somebody, they might tell me that I always had my family and they’d always love and care about me. Little did they know, I was going through extremely stressful times with my father. He was …show more content…
I reached out to men I didn’t know, through the internet. Through Instagram or Facebook or Tinder, I just wanted somebody to pay attention to me. To call me pretty. To ask, and sincerely care, how my day was. I felt like I couldn’t reach out to people I knew in real life for this attention: I’ve seen how others are cruelly mocked and looked down upon for having the same feelings I had and being “attention whores” or “fishing for compliments” because of “daddy issues.” Already having severe anxiety that everyone already had extreme animosity towards me, and I didn’t want to make it worse by standing out and drawing attention to myself. Ironically, I made things worse with my home life by becoming even more defensive against my parents and, at times, lying to them about who I was talking to. In the moment when I talked to my boyfriend and I felt like he actually cared about me, liked me, maybe even loved me, I felt much better. For some reason it supplied me with the courage and confidence to go out and talk to people: once I talked to people and developed even more connections, the feelings of assurance amplified. However, when I got broken up with, I fell into a rapid downward spiral of deterioration. At times I felt like I had no reason to live. To try and cope with these feelings I wanted to do the only thing that had made me feel a little bit better in the past; find …show more content…
Having accumulated over 500 hours of volunteer service, I no longer just work at a petting farm during a summer camp. I run blood drives, hand out water at races fighting cancer, help out at women’s shelters, make hot chocolate for soup kitchens, read to kids at my local elementary school, and much more. Volunteering provides a way for me to help others, and feel like I’m making a difference in the world. It gives me an opportunity to see how other people are dealing with their hard situations, and it humbles me to know how good I actually have it. It’s always a great reminder not to take things for
Volunteering to me didn’t seem very pleasing at first. My focus was simply getting the hours I needed to make my resume look good. However, my perspective changed when I began getting involved with the various activities of the community. I enjoyed helping and serving others, seeing the positive impact I made gave me a great satisfaction. Thankfully, I have volunteered in many areas, however there are a few organizations in which I have invested more time and effort.
Volunteering and participating in service projects are two of the most rewarding activities in my opinion. Some people may find it was a hassle or only do it because they have to meet the minimum requirement for school or work. Helping others, for me, has always been somewhat second nature to me. Over many years of volunteering I believe I have developed qualities that will stick with me for life and benefit me in my career. As early as freshman year, in high school, I found myself looking for ways to give back. I started by looking for opportunities within school, where I came across the A+ tutoring program, and so my journey of giving back began. While tutoring, my patience for others really evolved, partly by choice and partly because
From day one my mom taught me that you will get more satisfaction giving to and helping others than you ever will by just doing things for yourself. I truly believe this. Volunteering to teach swimming lessons, organizing recycled items, and visiting the nursing home are all things I have been involved in and doing each of those I have learned more and more about how important service is. Just recently my classmates and I helped an elderly woman move all of her belongings out of her home and into the 4H building for an auction. The 4H building is on the fairgrounds where I have volunteered to clean up every spring for the last 3 years. Service is very important but also very rewarding. I look toward to doing more service projects in the
At a young age I discovered a passion for helping others and I have continued to be passionate about serving my community since then. At the age of eight years old I began the first year of what would soon be my ten year membership of 4-H. Through that program and my church’s youth group I truly began to understand what selfless service was all about. I first began helping others by walking dogs at the local shelter and helping my 4-H club clean the sides of the highways. I later was able to experience several mission trips that opened my eyes to the larger aspect of service. My love for helping people continued to grow as I got older and I continued to find ways to make a difference. One of my favorite experiences was getting to help cook and serve a meal at a homeless
A Psychology disorder known as anxiety disorder, is the most common in the United States. In a result of, 18% of 40 million people suffers from anxiety. However, there are six different types of anxiety disorders in the results of stress, depression, social interaction, obsessive compulsive, and phobia. Which characteristic functions as a natural part of life, that can be treated thought several methods.
At a young age, having all four of my grandparents die was crushing. One in front of me, two by suicide and one to cancer. In the second grade when my dad went to rehab, not only eroding our relationship, but also tearing apart my family. As a result, during my third grade year, sleep was rare due to the echoing fighting that I would hear in the adjacent room. Meanwhile this lack of sleep only made school worse. Being called a “retard” because dyslexia made it a pain in the ass to read. This fearful environment slowly began to embed anxiety into my young self. Now that my family was begging to get tired of my hometown in Arizona, we packed our bags and moved to San Diego. In 6th grade is where I got into my first fist fight in the middle school locker room, where Mr. Beckley had to break us apart. Only giving me the “new kid” a bad reputation to some, but respect to others. The ones who began to give me respect, would only bring me down further than I already was. On to my later years in middle school where I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. Witch felt like a constant rain cloud over me at all times, where the weight of my bed sheets was too much to handle. Therefor causing more chaos in my family. This would give myself an almost constant knot in my throat ready to break down and cry at any part of the day. But like any story, there's light at the end of the tunnel. No matter how long it seems or how dark it gets, there is... Going into my freshman things
Over the past several months, I have volunteered at the Ronald McDonald House. I prepared snacks for the residents and provided entertainment through arts and crafts for the children who lived there. I enjoyed hearing the stories that the residents shared and learning about their struggles. I specifically cherished painting pictures with a little boy who was a cancer patient himself. His mom told me and other volunteers the heartbreak of his prognosis and the story of his ongoing treatment. During another visit to the house, I had the opportunity to meet two twin little girls from Texas who were looking forward to seeing their first snow. I believe I provided some entertainment for the children in order to give the parents some time for themselves. Also in the past, I have volunteered at several church fundraisers serving meals and clearing dishes. Not to mention, last summer I helped out at Animal Adoption Foundation, an animal shelter where I exercised the animals and cleaned up after them. Plus, for many years I have participated in a community cleanup. Recently, I have also begun helping at Roll Hill Community to provide young boys in low-income families with activities to keep them out of trouble. Finally, through school, I volunteered at Peaslee Neighborhood Center in an impoverished neighborhood working towards bettering the futures of the local children. I found each of these volunteer opportunities to be very rewarding because I believe I am making a difference in my community and other communities and improving the lives of the people I touch. Similarly, I connected with several children experiencing different issues, but nonetheless, I provided the same
I felt like I had no one. I craved positivity and motivation for me to fulfill a happy and successful; life with no misery and loneliness. Back at home, I had my mother and my stepfather, whom I was also scared to talk to. She had spent most of her time taking care of him, as he was a cancer patient. Although she was busy, I spent more time with her than I ever did before, she was the happiest she had ever been. Their relationship had a huge role in my change. They were both such humble, loving and strong people, it was contagious. Being in that environment gave me strength to overcome my obstacles. I asked myself, if they could go through harsh circumstances, then my problems were small and I wanted to overcome them and become a positive person. I slowly evolved into a stronger and more independent person. I became my own support system. I would go home, do homework, study and try my best to learn the language. All I had to do was make
I am apart of an organization through called the National Honors Society which is all about helping people through volunteer. I have been apart of this organization for three years now and we do things from taking elderly to the lake for the day, volunteer to help at benefits, raise money for cancer patients, and help out at our local fair selling burgers. These events have taught me not
“Every successful individual knows that his or her achievement depends on a community of persons working together” (Ryan). These words said by Speaker of the House Paul Ryan, reflects the words my parents would always say to me when I was little. I would donate old clothes that did not fit, or toys I did not play with anymore. Every summer I would volunteer at my town’s public library, as well as at my church. However, as I got older, doing the simple tasks at the library felt tedious and uninteresting so I stopped volunteering for a while. There were times when I had spare time that could have and should have been put to use volunteering, but I did not have the motivation. However, after being inducted into my High School’s National Honors Society, I needed volunteer hours in order to remain in it. This was the motivation I needed to begin volunteering again.
There is no better feeling than making another person happy through my own hard work and dedication, and I have experienced that euphoric feeling as a result of my volunteer work throughout my high school career. Having participated and been a leader in many service projects and activities, I have been constantly inspired to continue my dedication to helping others. I want to make a difference in people’s lives and, in turn, be inspired by the happiness and optimism of the individuals I will encounter.
At the time when i was attending HCC I was suffering from anxiety and I would have minor attacks very often due to stress of a big essay or an exam. Furthermore the anxiety would take my mind off of studying or perpareing for a test. Additionally i would go to campus to take a exam and do terribly because I could not focus on the exam do to anxiety. Furthermore I would like to say that have now stop getting anxiety attacks I have learned to control them and get to focus on school as you can see since I have been at SPC i have yet to fail a class and my lowest grade as also been a
At a very young age, I made it a goal of mine to volunteer at a different organization every summer. Since the summer of seventh grade I have accumulated near 500 community service hours. I have matured, gained responsibility, and my work ethic has only strengthened from participating in Improvement Committees, Hospital Secretary, Camp Counselor, set design and application of theatrical make up and much more. I have been accepted into 7 different clubs and organizations, not counting earning the title of Vice President of National Beta from 2015-2017.
People often ask me, “Why do you it?”, they have seen me work hard being involved in the community and they just wonder. A famous quote from Mother Teresa always comes to mind when that question is asked, “I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the water to create ripples.” Over the years, I have exemplified this quote through volunteering for numerous charities, such as Homeless Coalition, Big Heart Brigade and the Salvation Army. I have been a dedicated volunteer of The Salvation Amry for over 6 years. I have led their Back-To-School Bash event that focused on providing children schools supplies before school opens and worked as the assistant director of their summer music camp, where underprivilege children were
From sophomore to senior year, I volunteered at the Glide Memorial Church, an organization that helps to serve food to the low- income and homeless. I decided to volunteer at Glide because I want to give back to the community that I am part of by mitigating the issue of homelessness in San Francisco. On the first day of volunteering, I was sent to pass trays of food to people. I like volunteering there because I enjoy seeing the smiles on the people’s faces when I pass the trays to them. As I continue to volunteer, I was placed in many positions and challenged myself with different and new responsibilities. I did clear up, help people to clear up their mess and clear up the trash. I help fill in food in the trays and pass the other volunteers.