Adolescence, to me, was the toughest part of growing up. Physically, I matured very early, so a lot of people would consider me as older not only because of my physical appearance but also because of the psychological maturity that I possessed along with the self of independence that I portrayed. It was a good thing and a bad thing all at the same time. It was good because I was very responsible and I wanted for people to take me as a serious, responsible individual, so because they would confuse my age, I received more trust from elders. It was a bad thing also because elder males would try to talk to me and it kind of frightened me. My parents always enlightened me about the dangers of getting …show more content…
Carefree, careless, fearless trying to enjoy life and along the way make a lot of regrettable mistakes at times are a couple words I will use to describe some young adults entering into the college world. As for me, it has been a whole different story. By the time I reached early adulthood, it was like I had completed a whole life time but still living in the body of a young adult! My family dynamic and social situations had prematurely taken over my consciousness, and I have adapted to become overly matured for my …show more content…
I had in my hands my entire future and knew exactly what I should or should not do. I took it upon myself with limited support from my dad to lay down the foundation for my professional life through college. When I was finishing up with highschool and entering college, I had this huge strength of determination, that invincible type of strength that came out of no where and just rested upon me. This strength really encouraged me to finish high school and accomplish my life time goals that I am in the process of completing. The sudden and unfortunate divorce of my parents was an important factor that contributed to who I am right now. This tragic and difficult chapter during my early adulthood somehow became the fuel that pushed me to work harder and become even more responsible, and more driven. For a child with a family going through a divorce it can be a major life crisis. I have found myself in the middle of two parents who suddenly had conflicted interests, and I suddenly became the bridge between the two. As an adult, I was able to decide and say who’s side I would go on and make a life changing decision from there and ready to live with the consequences of that painful choice. I have always loved my father so much and after the divorce happened, and everything terrible that could have possibly been able to happen happened, I developed a super active sense of having to protect him, so