Throughout my childhood, I’ve endured an alcoholic father, being sexually abused, and coming to the realization that I’m gay. While inherently some of the biggest hardships in my life, they don’t compare to the struggles I created for myself though my mistakes.
When I started high school it dawned on me, there was a strong possibility of becoming valedictorian. I’d always been a very good student and received all A’s at the end of the first quarter of my freshman year. Unfortunately, I simultaneously had an incurable disease diagnosed by my doctor. Procrastination, he called it. To this day I’ve yet to know what that means, but I’m sure I’ll look it up eventually.
Consequently, when grades were accounted for in the semester, I had all A’s. …show more content…
For two whole years I let my grades diminish on account of the fact I made a mistake. One, simple mistake. I had failed my teachers, my parents, and myself. From then on. I would go to school, wouldn’t eat breakfast, or lunch, or sometimes even dinner at home. I lost over thirty pounds in one year. I couldn’t sleep at my house, but sitting in my classes I’d try and sleep to forget how my laziness was what caused this depressive mentality.. However, I came to a certain enlightenment the start of my Junior year in high school. I realized I’d let a simple mistake affect the rest of my education and life. I stopped digging the hole I had dug myself into, and though it wasn’t easy at all, I started and am continuing to climb out of my foolishness.
If it’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that dihydrogen-monoxide is actually just water. Well, that, and I’ve learned to not let my mistakes be my failures; I’ve learned to let my failures be mistakes. Because in the end, to say you failed is to say you’re finished. You’re done, and you didn’t accomplish what you wanted the end product to be. On the other hand, a mistake is a relatively small error you can learn from, allowing for improvement as a friend, a student, and an overall image of
When I started high school it dawned on me, there was a strong possibility of becoming valedictorian. I’d always been a very good student and received all A’s at the end of the first quarter of my freshman year. Unfortunately, I simultaneously had an incurable disease diagnosed by my doctor. Procrastination, he called it. To this day I’ve yet to know what that means, but I’m sure I’ll look it up eventually.
Consequently, when grades were accounted for in the semester, I had all A’s. …show more content…
For two whole years I let my grades diminish on account of the fact I made a mistake. One, simple mistake. I had failed my teachers, my parents, and myself. From then on. I would go to school, wouldn’t eat breakfast, or lunch, or sometimes even dinner at home. I lost over thirty pounds in one year. I couldn’t sleep at my house, but sitting in my classes I’d try and sleep to forget how my laziness was what caused this depressive mentality.. However, I came to a certain enlightenment the start of my Junior year in high school. I realized I’d let a simple mistake affect the rest of my education and life. I stopped digging the hole I had dug myself into, and though it wasn’t easy at all, I started and am continuing to climb out of my foolishness.
If it’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that dihydrogen-monoxide is actually just water. Well, that, and I’ve learned to not let my mistakes be my failures; I’ve learned to let my failures be mistakes. Because in the end, to say you failed is to say you’re finished. You’re done, and you didn’t accomplish what you wanted the end product to be. On the other hand, a mistake is a relatively small error you can learn from, allowing for improvement as a friend, a student, and an overall image of