Personal Narrative: Moving To North Carolina

When I moved to North Carolina in 2015, it ultimately changed my life for the better. When I took that first step away from home, I started a journey that has taught me the ups and downs of life. It ended up giving me the opportunity and means to pursue my dreams and goals. Better yet, without the weight and burden of my family. Though I place that burden upon myself, it was remotely difficult for me to do something for myself without feeling guilty- a habit I’m still struggling to diminish. Some people say I’m a virtuous person for always putting my family’s needs before my own, but it seems that I’m the only one who knows how selfish it really is. Putting my brothers or my mom before my own needs distracted me from facing my own problems and enabled my anxiety of confrontation. I admit that I took advantage of it several times. It was easier to escape into other people’s problems. It was only when I …show more content…
Out of my immediate family, few have gone far in the academic world. My mom went to college for two years to get a degree in the field of psychology. My dad never finished high school. I was determined to be a worthy example to my younger brothers and get a promising education. I’ve always loved to learn new and exciting things, so motivation was no issue. The barrier this time was my internal obligation to be there for my family. I was split apart by the choice to stay close to home, and get caught up in aiding them, or leave my burdens behind, and start my life for myself. My deciding choice was clear. I needed to take this chance for myself. It was worth it. In my eyes, I couldn’t fully help others until I helped myself. I don’t regret my decision, but I do ultimately miss them with all my heart. I keep in touch with them as often as I can, and make sure to let them know how much I love them. They look forward to hearing about my happenings at school, and are proud of all that I have