Screw Up: A Short Story

Screw ups are a dime a dozen, and, for a time, I believed I was no exception. Growing up has its ups and downs, most of which were difficult for me to distinguish. Pinnacles of success and utter defeat riddle life as it goes by. I have had a very odd relationship to this very law of nature, whether it was holding back or sped up to no avail, I needed to adapt quickly, like many before me. However, my very supportive and reassuring parents have been a true blessing in my life. From “You can do anything you set your mind to.” to “You’re destined for great things.”, I was a product of wonderful parents. But when in dire need of guidance, it was a rare commodity. From time to time “You aren’t going to amount to anything acting like a moron.” or “You’re better than this." …show more content…
These blustering remarks made me do some stuff that I will never be proud of, only to leave a lingering disgust that riddled my life as I searched for my place in the world. The feeling was there when I made the honor roll for the eighth consecutive time, and parents unimpressed, the feeling was there when I found myself on my bathroom floor to wrap my arm, hiding from my parents, and the feeling was there when my parents threatened to move me to another school because of my idiotic actions. What occurred to me was, it was as if I were the butt of a pathetic joke. But a part of growing up is seeing things in a different light, and, as if from thin air, light shed on a new facet of my life. I was an irredeemable problem child, and was looking for a scapegoat so that I could do what I had done all my life, I didn’t want to take responsibility for my actions. From that moment on, I have changed the way I handle things because I hope to become a man who my children will want to emulate. So now, as I sit to write this essay to impress a stranger, I fondly look back on what happened that may not have if I remained as immature as I was for most of my