Essay about An Event That Changed My Life
The year was 2003 I was twenty-two years old. I had been living with my partner for over a year. I had my own business, we had nice holidays, I was four months pregnant and life was good.
I had worked so hard to get my business off the ground, a lesson I know now that I unconsciously learned through primary, and later secondary socialisation. I had been brought up to recognize and have the understanding that you worked hard to have nice things in life; only you can be accountable for your own success.
Fast forward two months and I find myself in a car with my father, surrounded with as many of my belongings as we could physically take, we were homeward bound. I was returning to my childhood home. The house I had not lived in since I was nineteen. Events had happened outside of my control, my entire world, life and all the values I had associated with it, all came crashing down.
I felt extreme isolation, and decided to sell my business. My occupational or achieved status changed from business owner to unemployed. My role of being a partner or girlfriend had diminished and I felt my role return to that of a daughter, which unknowingly was relying on my parents for love, support and guidance just like in my early years.
I had never anticipated that I would ever become a single unemployed mother, what norms accompanied this…