Personal Narrative: Drug Addiction

I am a first generation college student, and I am the only daughter of two Mexican-born parents. My parents always worked diligently to provide everything I needed and wanted. We were a united family, with the occasional arguments, but we were happy. However, in 2010, I faced my greatest obstacle yet. I came to find that my father was a drug addict when it became progressively worse and he stopped going to jobs. Suddenly all those jobs he had cleaning stores and offices, began to diminish. My mother used to work with my father and when he didn’t work, she couldn’t either. It came to the point where we couldn’t find ways to make ends meet. A few months later, my mom was able to get a job and In 2016 I began seeing a therapist to help me deal …show more content…
That day we lost a place we called home. Lastly, I told him about finding out my father was a drug addict at the age of 10. After I finished telling him, he gaped at me, astonished. It was never a big deal to me, somehow this was normal. Sometimes I look back, and think about what ifs, but then I think about everything I gained from these experiences. I’m honestly grateful for everything I’ve gone through because it molded me into the person I am today. When we didn’t have anything during those months, I made a vow to myself that my mother would never go through that again, that I would make sure she always had food on the table, clothes on her back, and a roof over her head. Seeing how hard she works, makes me want to give her the world. However, I’m not only trying my best in my education for her, but I am also doing it for myself. I want to become someone and make a difference in this world. I believe everyone can make an impact in this world, because everyone has something to contribute. I have always enjoyed working with children, and I truly believe they’re the foundation for a successful