The Major Influences Of My Family And Friends

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I am a twenty-two-year-old, white female. I grew up in Elk Grove Village, a village in the Northwest Suburbs of Chicago, with my father, mother and two older brothers. I went to a predominately white elementary school. However, my junior high, and high school were apparently diverse in race and socioeconomic status. The major influences in my life are my family and friends. I come from a very family-oriented group of individuals where I see all of my aunts, uncles, and cousins frequently. My cousins are some of my best friends, who I rely on for so much. There are twelve of us on my mother’s side with each of us having someone born the same year, so it seemed like the aunts were always pregnant. When I think about my past, their presence…show more content…
However, I hadn’t found out she was sick until 2006 because I was so young my parents didn’t want to worry me. I still remember the day I found out. It was Memorial Day and it was the morning. I had been hanging out in the basement with my older brother when my dad told me that he had to talk to us. I could tell that something was wrong with the way his voice sounded. He had told my brother and I that my mom was sick and the first thing I asked was “Is she going to die?”. That’s all that came to my mind when my dad told us. I was a sixth grader that was frightened that she would lose her mom. My dad told us about Huntington’s disease, but I had no idea what it was. I wouldn’t really find out until I was in eighth grade, and that was by doing research on my own. Throughout the next eleven years, she had progressively gotten worse right before my eyes and that was very, very hard to watch. I found myself becoming angry and jealous of my friends and their relationships with their mother’s and jealous of how much more time my older brothers were able to spend with her than me. She became so sick that she wasn’t able to attend games for my sports, my prom pictures, or my high school graduation and that was very hard for me. I kind of shut down because it was easier to just keep it all in than try to explain to my friends what I was feeling. I never wanted anyone to pity me or feel bad for me. That was something that I tried to avoid because I wanted to put on a strong front.
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