Personal Narrative: My Life Made Me Who I Am Today

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My life made me who I am today. Throughout my life I have been on a roller coaster. Moving along the tracks, but not smoothly. Explaining my traumatic story I am not trying to incriminate myself but rather have people learn from my mistakes. When it comes down to drinking, people may see it as fun, but trust me at the end of the tunnel a hangover starts creeping in. Not only could there be a hangover waiting for one but also death. Nothing in the world is superior without the inferior. The universe always finds a way to stay balanced. Eventually times will get tough and a person will have to either fight or flight. I chose to fight. My family, friends and I have suffered from my ignorant, selfish acts due to drinking. I learned a valuable lesson …show more content…
Family has not been the strongest key for me. Of course, my family members love each other in their own way, but the way they show love scares people. It is no secret that Russians love to drown in alcoholic beverages. Except there are two kinds of people ones that can drink and have a good time while the others get wild and destructive. Turns out my family diverged into a combination of both. My aunt struggles being one of the women that should not be allowed to drink. She becomes violent and aggressive. Also the problem lies where, when she should stop drinking her mind speaks to her saying that one more drink will not hurt anyone. When in fact, one drink should be all that she intakes. The male members of both my parents drank until they blacked out and would wake up the following morning to their wives beaten up and scared. The men would wake up confused and since they were not mentally there through the abuse there was no need for them to stop, so they thought. Eventually the woman would not take getting beaten up anymore and they decide to leave their husbands. Most of the male members of my family have grown old and by themselves. Imagine dying with only your reflection being the last human being you see. All the loneliness because of possibly having fun. Fun that they do not even …show more content…
Having to fight the urge to have a drink can become overwhelming. For me drinking is a fifty, fifty chance of having fun or getting into an abysmal argument. By being scarred from the physical arguments and car crash I learned that the only way for me to truly be happy is to stay away from any sort of alcohol. To be taught this at such an early age, I am thankful because I do not want to end up dying alone. Family, friends and myself are the reason I gave up alcohol. Thinking about all the pain and torture I caused myself and the people around me makes me want to vomit. It hurts to say that one bad experience with alcohol was not enough but rather I had to go through multiple horrible experiences to get my head in the game and finally realize that life is not a joke. I have a whole future ahead of me and drinking will not be in my way. I overcame the urge to drink with rehab and my mother’s support. No person should suffer alcohol addiction. By being a victim of one I can show my success in the future and live my life the way the higher power has destined it to be without any sort of

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