Discovering inner strength is difficult, and often never achieved. For some, it takes a lifetime to see what one’s mind is truly capable of. Such a process involves pain, patience, and perseverance. I never foresaw myself ever having to test my mental capacity, especially as a fresh-faced child, but a difficult childhood pushed me into a role where I had to make life-changing decisions at a very young age.
When I was seven years old my mom divorced her husband, Greg. Because I was adopted by him, making me his legal child, I was required by the court to visit him every week and every other weekend. Greg pressured me throughout the divorce to reside with him, and be disengaged in any avocation that my mom or step-dad urged me to try. At the same time, he tried to convince me that my step-dad and sister weren't my "real" family because they weren't him. He was verbally …show more content…
During the summer of my thirteenth birthday, I had to stay with Greg for two weeks, as was required by the court. The first week was spent in Seattle, Washington, where I visited my extended family, while the remaining week was at home in Fargo, North Dakota. The moment I stepped foot inside Greg’s apartment, back in Fargo, I began feeling suffocated. The only way I felt I could escape was to lock myself in my bedroom, staying far away from his scrutiny. Everything around me, the normalcy of it all, seemed almost superficial. I wasn’t happy and I wanted to go home to my mom. In a moment of spontaneity, I walked out to Greg and calmly asked to leave, a stark contrast to the overbearing amount of anxiety
When I was seven years old my mom divorced her husband, Greg. Because I was adopted by him, making me his legal child, I was required by the court to visit him every week and every other weekend. Greg pressured me throughout the divorce to reside with him, and be disengaged in any avocation that my mom or step-dad urged me to try. At the same time, he tried to convince me that my step-dad and sister weren't my "real" family because they weren't him. He was verbally …show more content…
During the summer of my thirteenth birthday, I had to stay with Greg for two weeks, as was required by the court. The first week was spent in Seattle, Washington, where I visited my extended family, while the remaining week was at home in Fargo, North Dakota. The moment I stepped foot inside Greg’s apartment, back in Fargo, I began feeling suffocated. The only way I felt I could escape was to lock myself in my bedroom, staying far away from his scrutiny. Everything around me, the normalcy of it all, seemed almost superficial. I wasn’t happy and I wanted to go home to my mom. In a moment of spontaneity, I walked out to Greg and calmly asked to leave, a stark contrast to the overbearing amount of anxiety