When recounting the past four years, I find that I am proud of half of that time, and embarrassed of the other. When thinking back to my first year of high school, I cringe in disappointment at the recollection of my younger self. I was the stereotypical teenager- I held no regard to important things in life, but instead lived for pleasure, making horrible choices along the way. However, since then I have undergone a long, treacherous journey that I can thank for my complete transformation.
I was naturally an intelligent, hard-working young woman, but I cared too little for my education. I made poor friendship choices, and I let people influence me for the worst. I lived carelessly, wasting my talents and potential. Unfortunately, my poor decisions soon led to my suspension. My parents made the necessary choice to switch me from my public school to a small, almost unheard of private school. Sadly, what should have been an imperative …show more content…
The workload was more intense, the people antithetic, and I felt utterly alone. My peers had already built strong friendships with one another; they knew each other and their surroundings well. I was the new girl with a smart mouth, no friends, and no ambition; but instead of using my different surroundings to push me to greatness, I let it be an excuse for my lethargy.
I began to settle into a deep depression. Although I was just as smart as my peers, I felt incapable due to the change of pace in my education. I felt useless and erroneous in comparison to the talented kids that surrounded me. Time passed and my self-hatred led to an attempted suicide on April 28th, 2012. While in the emergency room, the doctors said that four hours would tell if I was to live or die. In those potential last four hours of my life, I felt alive. I had blamed my surroundings for too long, and in that hospital bed, I finally grasped that I was the one who needed a
I was naturally an intelligent, hard-working young woman, but I cared too little for my education. I made poor friendship choices, and I let people influence me for the worst. I lived carelessly, wasting my talents and potential. Unfortunately, my poor decisions soon led to my suspension. My parents made the necessary choice to switch me from my public school to a small, almost unheard of private school. Sadly, what should have been an imperative …show more content…
The workload was more intense, the people antithetic, and I felt utterly alone. My peers had already built strong friendships with one another; they knew each other and their surroundings well. I was the new girl with a smart mouth, no friends, and no ambition; but instead of using my different surroundings to push me to greatness, I let it be an excuse for my lethargy.
I began to settle into a deep depression. Although I was just as smart as my peers, I felt incapable due to the change of pace in my education. I felt useless and erroneous in comparison to the talented kids that surrounded me. Time passed and my self-hatred led to an attempted suicide on April 28th, 2012. While in the emergency room, the doctors said that four hours would tell if I was to live or die. In those potential last four hours of my life, I felt alive. I had blamed my surroundings for too long, and in that hospital bed, I finally grasped that I was the one who needed a