What Is One Issue You Struggle With?

My mom was recently going through a financial struggle. Her and her husband were going through a rough patch in their marriage, so they took a break. She was living alone and unemployed. I felt like I had a responsibility to help out since I'm the oldest child, but there wasn’t much I

Since I was a kid, I had a ton of responsibilities, cleaning up after myself, doing chores, managing to not fight with my brother, although we fought all day everyday, but you know, it happens. One thing that I didn't know wasn't normal was parenting your parent. I go to school do all my class work and during recess and lunch I listened to all the other kids talk about going to the park after school and eating dinner together with their parents. When I got home from school, I had to do my homework and then take care of my mother. Bring her things she needed such as food, water, help her with many other simple everyday activities. Of course I wasn't the only one who was her “little helper” as she put it, my dad helped her and my older brother by two years,

Everyone faces barriers in their everyday lives, and I am no exception. My personal challenges have always happened to pertain to fitness and P.E. classes. I have tried to be athletic, when I was younger I was on a soccer team, a basketball team, and participated in Winterguard in eighth grade, all along with throughout the years desperately trying to make myself stick with a workout schedule. There are a few things in particular that have kept me from being physically active, despite my efforts, until recently in my life; I’m very busy and bad at time management, I don’t do well continuing things, and I lack athletic talent.

This drained my mother’s energy each and everyday. She would leave food at home as she went to work and dinners were usually me eating by myself. Although I had many siblings our schedules did not match up either, because we were the first generation in my family to get a genuine education so my sisters were always working so hard in school. It was tough going to school each day and having my friends’ parents dropping them off at school in the morning. This seems very silly but it had truly affected my and realize I could never be dropped off. As I became more involved in extracurriculars such as the school choir, sports, etc. I remembered how excited my friends were to show off their performance-not because they were exceptional but because their families would be attending. I could never ask my mother because it was the difference between having electricity that month or a sports event. Also I could not ask my father either because when my parents split apart my mother forbid my father from contacting me or remaining in my

Worry about changing schools, what people would think of me, and where I would end up engulfed me. Little did I know these were the least of my worries. Especially, when my first foster home was just as dreadful as where I had come from. I had not escaped anything. Neglect and abuse remained continuous. I longed for every visit with my biological mother because that was what I had always known and my foster parents did not teach me any different. I was torn and nothing seemed to make it better. After being removed from the foster home, I was

One question we seem to ask our self is what do we fear the most? Some fear about death or not living life to the fullest. Mines is not being successful in life. See I am an overachiever, so not being successful is not an option.

When I was a kid me and my mom didn't really get along all that much, always had problems, and I never knew exactly why that was. I tried everything I could to avoid any and all fights and arguments, so I did everything she wanted and whatever she said to cease all of it. Things didn't get any better, they more like they got much much worse, I was finally able to move out in with biological father and things seemed to go good for awhile I was sent to military school and made out of that. Moved back home and moved out on my own and working 2 jobs to pay for all the bills, so when you're living with mom and dad don't take for granted what they give you cause its hard when you're on your own. Graduated high school doing everything that a young

A. The major conflict I have trouble overcoming is maintaining my grades. With my grades, I, in general, try to maintain them above 75 percent. This is occasionally strenuous when they drop two or three percent. In my math class, this persists to be an issue because my grade declines below passing.

Watching my mother live from pay check to pay check when I was young was difficult. It was always hard for my mom to keep up with other parents but, she still somehow managed to get me everything I wanted, and more. Even though I was too young to understand, I could feel the stress, and the struggles my mom faced every day. She was only 20 years old when I was born and, because of that she had no choice but to grow up fast. At such a young age, I saw the effects of being a single parent, and the ways it changed my mom. She not only had to be a young mother but, she had to find a way to replace the void of a father, or a father figure in my life. My mom was strong, independent and courageous. Growing up watching her live her dreams under all the circumstances she faced, made me want to strive for a better life for myself. Seeing how hard is was to live and to have enough

I’m still playing mom for my little brother, and it’s extremely difficult. He’s special needs so he needs more than a “regular” child. My patience often wears thin, but I’ve learned to grit my teeth and smile anyways. Although I won’t have children any time soon, this has taught me several lessons. It has taught me that responsibility does not come easy. It has taught me that having a child is not an easy thing, either. It has taught me how to get a little bit better of a grip on my anger, along with my anxiety. These are all valuable lessons that I am glad to have

A challenge I’ve taken is getting use to my mom living out of the bay area. I feel like going through this experience was not easy for me because I’m very close to my mom. I’m not use to my mom being far away like she is, because when she lived with me it was easier to ask her for something when I needed her. To get through this experience by the help of my friends. If it was not for them I would have never got through this experience. I am a mommy’s little girl and I feel like every child needs there mom at a point. No matter if they hate their mom or not. I feel like being away from my mom is not something I would expect because I love my mom dearly and sometimes I need her to cry out on. In order to get through this experience I try to

At three years old most toddlers have nothing to worry about, but for me – I had some big shoes to fill, so big that I struggle today to amount to all that is expected of me. Most children in my town are raised with the typical two parent figures, but for me all I have is my mother. My dad took it upon himself to leave her with the difficult task of raising three kids under five years old on her own. Although some may look at this as a sad, dysfunctional childhood, I wouldn't change it even if I had the choice to, and here are my reasons why:

I have always helped my mother with anything, whether It be overall helping her and even encouraging her, I have managed to overcome the challenge and, in sort, see no need for a father figure. I always help her in all of the house work and help her with her appointments and paperwork. When it come to support, I always make sure to encourage her in anything. Although she is an adult, having the support from her children is very helpful to continue through hard times and prosper. Trust is also one of the biggest steps that I have taken in overcoming the challenge. I trust that my mother will do all she can to be able to bring her family forward. I have never doubted my mother and have put my full trust and support in whatever she does. I trusted that she was more than capable in supporting me and allowing her family to prosper in today's society, and she did. Although there were, and continue to have many obstacle preventing her, she manages to prosper and surpass any

My parents took custody of my sister’s children, which then began the chaotic day-to-day home life that usually left me in tears by bedtime. I was in middle school at the time, as a middle school aged girl I felt a whirlwind of emotions. I wanted to do things that other kids my age were doing but that wasn’t always possible. With very mentally handicap children in our home it wasn’t easy to just invite a friend over to come spend the night, not only would my mom say no but also I was far too embarrassed. I wanted to go out and eat in a restaurant like I heard my friends talking about, but no, going out to eat with my sister’s children would be very difficult because they couldn’t sit still or refrain from making loud noises in public places. I wanted my mom to take my friend and I to the movies rather than always going with a friend and their mom, but my mom was always tied down to caring for my sister’s

Fast forward a couple years to 2013, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. This was not and still is not an easy thing to have to deal with. This lady who was always this strong person who wouldn’t take crap from anyone has now been beaten down too sick to get out of bed. Our roles have switched now I take care of her, I lie with her for countless hours making sure she is okay just as she did when I was a kid. My mom comes to me for security and reassurance now, I have to be there for her and stay strong. I had to learn to talk to her without crying every time I looked at her. When you were a child your parent crying was one of the scariest things so I have had to do the same for her. This has ultimately pushed me to young adult hood. I had to deal with this huge emotional disaster and the woman who I usually run to for advice was the center of the