A Warrior has Awaken
All was not lost. I did find refuge in playing basketball. Socially, I struggled through my secondary education. However, in my eighth grade is when my bonds began to break. Though I did not socialize after the games, I did take interest in a boy. I found myself spending time over his house listening to music after school. Moreover, I was recognized at my graduation for being my sportsmanship (female). This was a turning point for me. I became more self-assured and self-aware in whom I was becoming. I continued playing basketball and my relationship with my now boyfriend. Though a late bloomer, my life was normalizing for a teenager. I grew leaps and bounds from freshman vocational and high school to my early years in college. …show more content…
I made a call to my mother and told her. She immediately cried out. Whatever I was facing I could not cope with her distress. Nor could I deal with my sisters and brother calling me upset and crying. I just hung up and did not answer the phone or the door for a few weeks. This was a tough time for me as well. I was incapable of dealing with their questions. Because their inquiries before only centered on them. Though I turned inward for my salvation my family member and I were never close. This stems from my sacrifice and allows them to be a family. The support I needed they could not provide me with. I often wondered if I had cancer again would I remain the same or would I change. On March 11, 2014 I took a trip to the emergency room. I was diagnosed with another mass in my chest. Unfortunately I got my opportunity to see if I would change. To make a long story short, though I did not let my family members in I did change and allowed a friend to assist.
To answer the question of whom I am? Through my struggles, I remained in a childlike state. Always happy go lucky. I often see the world through rose colored glasses. I was self-reliant and independent to the point I would over accelerate myself and take on unnecessary responsibilities. I often sacrifice myself in the process. Then it is more devastating to me if it doesn’t come out right. Moreover, being independent came to me at a high
All was not lost. I did find refuge in playing basketball. Socially, I struggled through my secondary education. However, in my eighth grade is when my bonds began to break. Though I did not socialize after the games, I did take interest in a boy. I found myself spending time over his house listening to music after school. Moreover, I was recognized at my graduation for being my sportsmanship (female). This was a turning point for me. I became more self-assured and self-aware in whom I was becoming. I continued playing basketball and my relationship with my now boyfriend. Though a late bloomer, my life was normalizing for a teenager. I grew leaps and bounds from freshman vocational and high school to my early years in college. …show more content…
I made a call to my mother and told her. She immediately cried out. Whatever I was facing I could not cope with her distress. Nor could I deal with my sisters and brother calling me upset and crying. I just hung up and did not answer the phone or the door for a few weeks. This was a tough time for me as well. I was incapable of dealing with their questions. Because their inquiries before only centered on them. Though I turned inward for my salvation my family member and I were never close. This stems from my sacrifice and allows them to be a family. The support I needed they could not provide me with. I often wondered if I had cancer again would I remain the same or would I change. On March 11, 2014 I took a trip to the emergency room. I was diagnosed with another mass in my chest. Unfortunately I got my opportunity to see if I would change. To make a long story short, though I did not let my family members in I did change and allowed a friend to assist.
To answer the question of whom I am? Through my struggles, I remained in a childlike state. Always happy go lucky. I often see the world through rose colored glasses. I was self-reliant and independent to the point I would over accelerate myself and take on unnecessary responsibilities. I often sacrifice myself in the process. Then it is more devastating to me if it doesn’t come out right. Moreover, being independent came to me at a high