Personal Narrative: How I Quit My Life

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There are many things in this world that people quit. These things range from giving up or quitting on people, to projects or books. I quit on things I love. For a small period of my life I quit on everything I held dear to my heart. I stopped caring about my grades, the people I loved and activities I once had given everything in order to do. This time in my life was not all that long ago. I grew up a past I cannot remember, for I was victim to sexual abuse from my uncle, Melvin. This fact does not bother me, but despite efforts to change it, the part that I cannot remember is what bothers me. When my counselors and I started a new type of therapy I began to remember, slowly, things that had happened to me. These memories are never clear but they hurt me more than I will ever be able to express. I started believing these feelings were caused by the people in my life, and still struggle with accepting that I, myself, caused the pain I suffer now. I pushed everything away. I stopped caring. I quit Tech, I quit trying to be apart of my family and stopped caring all that much about my grades. There were few people that I continued to try about; I lost …show more content…
My dad never asked about it, for he thought Tech was what was keeping me from excelling in class again and receiving good grades. Out of everyone I love truly and deeply, only this one person stood out in my mind in these times, for the most part. He is funny, and amazing in all ways. Through my period of quitting he was my light, my guide, though he does not know it. The only regret I hold through these months is that I chose to quit on him. I choose to leave him, even though I did not put much thought into it and I quit. There are many other things in my life I have quit, more things than I can count, but very few I regret to the point of tears. People are the worst thing you can ever quit on in your

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