Whereas It Depends On How You Want To Change Your Life

My teenage years you could say were a little bit better. My parents got divorced, and they fought over custody of me. This is the only time they seemed to care about me. My mother won me. She remarried Joe Capote, and he became my new dad. My name was now Truman Capote. My mother still seemed to hate me, she blamed me for not being a "normal" boy. How could I fail at something so easy as being a boy? Some days she loved me and others she hated me. I was going to a private school for boys in Manhattan. I made some friends. I enjoyed telling them stories and making everyone laugh. My mother forced me to go to a military school to be more manly. That turned out poorly and I returned home. I make some close friends at my new school, we liked to hang out and party. This was the best part of my life. I felt like I was a part of something for once. I was finally excepted into a group of people. This was my lifestyle, I continued to party into adulthood. (Biography.com Editors.)

Many thoughts came to mind; especially how would I raise a child if I was only 16 years old. Also my boyfriend had barely had graduated from school and had no job, but the thing that was bothering me the most is my parent’s reaction and what would they say. Eventually my boyfriend and I had the courage to tell my parents about it seeing their faces I just knew they weren't pleased. Who would want their teenage daughter getting pregnant at such a young age, but eventually my parents accepted the fact of me being pregnant. Also, my boyfriend moved in with me and found a job at Quincy. I didn’t know

High School came and i ended up getting pregnant with a baby boy.I put school on hold so i can be there to raise my son.I was a single parent.I felt like i had to drop out of school and start working to support my son.Thats what i ended up doing.It was really hard for me.As my class graduated i was working being a single parent,it made me really sad to see my class graduate without me.

One of my friends in high school got pregnant in her sophomore year. She and the father decided to keep the baby, got married and just celebrated their 10th anniversary. They both finished college and have good jobs now. It just goes to show that people can overcome teen pregnancy and become successful parents.

In the past year, a lot has changed for me. I lost a grandfather to cancer, then a month later an uncle to a gruesome semi accident. My grandmother on the other side of the family barely remembers me due to alzheimer's, and my mom lost her job but is now working over 1300 miles away in Florida. If someone would have asked me at the start of my Junior year what I expected to happen, I wouldn’t have listed any of those. As anticipated, it was not easy dealing with a downfall of events like that, but the way I was raised helped me cope with it all. I started out at a small private school, where Religion was just as important as Math and English. How we were to act was drilled into us, and after I switched to public school, there was a noticeable

The reality is that a majority of teenager that become pregnant take the news to heart and essentially grow up a little faster. From experience I was more interested in being with my baby than spending time with friends. Having a tiny human that solely relied on you is such a heartwarming feeling. They say that you will never feel a love stronger than when you first see your child after birth and I could not agree

It was tough at first as everything was unfamiliar to me, but by my sophomore year, my sisters and I got used to the new life and started to love going to school. However, my parents were having a difficult time finding jobs. When my mom came home from the first day of work, she skipped dinner and cried the whole time. I finally understood how hard it was for her to give up her life in Vietnam and start over again. I learned to cook and to do chores around the house to help my parents. Instead of staying after school, I came home earlier, helped my sisters with homework, and cooked dinner for them when my parents came home late. I started doing a lot of things that I had never imagined I would ever do as a teenager. I saw myself changing slowly, becoming more of an adult, and it made me feel good. Seeing my parents’ struggling with their lives, I reminded myself that I had to try my best in school. I created a calendar for myself, so that I would never forget any homework assignments. I also found that keeping a studying schedule at home was very helpful for me to arrange my time logically. As a matter of fact, the schedule helped improve my grades in all the classes that I took. Day by day, I sensed the gradual development of responsibility in myself. I got admitted into UC Davis, my first step on my journey to become a

During my sophomore year, the stress of taking all AP and Honors classes made me more vulnerable to having mental breakdowns. I grew increasingly tired of trying to fit the ideal image of a Vietnamese girl and maintaining the best grades so that my family would be proud of me. They had continued to tear me down with any chance that they could despite my desire and efforts to become accepted. Things took a worse turn during the summer before my junior year. My self-esteem became so low that I could no longer jokingly call myself beautiful, even though I had been able to do so on numerous occasions before. That was when depression hit me hard. Mood swings became a part of my daily life and I became immensely dependent on the presence of others. I fell into despair with the thoughts of not knowing what my purpose to live was

I did not want to be bothered and that was the only way I could get them to leave me alone. I remember some days I would just go in my room and cry to myself thinking “why me?” I would go days without talking to the ones that stay under the same roof as me. I would lock myself in my room, because I feel as if the world was coming to an end for me. I lost her right before I began my first year in high school. It was scary for me even though I did have a couple of family members that looked after me. I started dating a boy that was known for all the wrong reason and did not know what I was getting myself into. After three years of crying, arguing, going through a slight depression, I finally said it’s not worth anymore. I feel that if my mother was still here with me, I could have avoided all of that or at least talk to her about what I was going through. I had to learn from what I’ve been through just to produce that thick layer of skin I have protecting me now. Attending this program made me a stronger better individual. I grew mentally and physically, literally. I learn that I can just be myself around others even when they do not know

Life might be hard many times, but everything in life has a purpose. We came to this earth to have a body, have a family and die. But between these different stages of our lives, we learn many things such as; love, dreams, pain, we learned how to fight our challenges, to work for the things we want, and many more. I got married when I was 20 years old and my first baby born a month before I turned 21. Having a baby at that age can be challenging, but living away from your family and everyone I knew is definitely a biggger challenge.

The way a teens life changes by becoming a mom is how school becomes more difficult and stressful, anxiousness of how college will be finished and paid for on a budget of a single mother, and how who they thought were their friends are not even close to being there for them truly.

Growing up I was what most parents would have called a perfect child; I had amazing grades early in school and a sparkling personality. I reached my teenage years, and my perspective, due to traumatic events, changed, and my morals took a drastic turn for the worse. I was then what parents would say was a troubled child. Soon I learned, being a junior in high school is hard, but being a pregnant seventeen-year-old in high school was even harder. Sadly, I didn’t learn that from a relative or a friend; I learned it the hard, eye-opening way. As an immature teenager I had to learn to deal with mental self-acceptance, physical changes, and life changing events that came with teen pregnancy.

In the short time that I have been a mother I have learned many things. I have realized that every day is a learning experience. I have taken the mistakes that I have made and learned from them. My children have pushed me to strive for

First, motherhood has provided me with perspective. I have learned to work together as a team with my husband as we raise our three children. I have learned patience and selflessness as I have put the needs of my children before my own. I know how to budget my time, multi-task, and organize my schedule efficiently. I have learned to set boundaries and enforce

I was on my best behavior. And there was no such thing as always being happy like I was when I am at home with my parents. I learned what it was like to be picked on, be mad, angry, happy, and develop friendships. I think my family addressed this function well, because I have matured to be able to communicate and socialize with all those around me, which includes how to act and feel.