Personal Narrative: Forming My Own Opinions

Forming my own opinions was one of the most challenging jobs for a younger me. I figured it would be easier on me of I just listened to other people’s judgments and based my life off of them. I watched the same shows as the kids whose rulings mattered, I listened to the same music as all the prominent kids, I even judged people I had never met before based on the assumptions of other people. I now hate shows that require audience participation even though they cannot hear or see you, but because most people watched Dora the Explorer and Barney and Friends, I did too and regretted every second of it. Music used to bore me because of how simple and repetitive it was. I did not even have any real friends because of how boring and basic I was. …show more content…
I bit my lips shut and shook my head, declining the offer. But this was not the normal routine that had been occurring for the past month. Usually she would surrender before the clock had passed half and hour, but this time she left almost immediately, just without abdicating. She looked me straight in the eye and said, “eat this or sit on this counter for the rest of the night,” then she left. She came back a few minutes later to turn the lights off and make her point that she would not come back for the rest of the night. I had lost and the only way to get down would be to eat the vegetables or jump. I tenaciously sat at the top of that counter regretting the day my mother found out I could not get off it. I looked down, hoping I could hop off, but began to get dizzy. My eyes shifted from the plate of vegetables to the shifting floor, debating which fate would be worse. I became more and more frightened of the fall when I looked at the floor spinning beneath me. Ultimately the fall seemed worse than the food. I carefully took the piece of broccoli off the fork, as if it were nuclear. I then took the smallest possible bite I could, as not to taste the produce but to at least finish it. After about ten seconds of chewing I realized that the taste of broccoli was nothing as I expected it to be. I took a bigger bite and realized how …show more content…
I have made the most important decisions since then because they were mine. I don 't ever regret my choices, even if they are mistakes. Ever since, I have completely eradicated assumptions from my life. I also started to care less about what people thought of my decisions because they were mine. The choices of other people stopped defining my life. Now I have learned to make my own mistakes because everyone experiences differently and I don 't trust anyone else’s life choices as much as I trust my own. That one piece of broccoli changed my entire outlook on life and I was just a little nerd with no personal opinions and a vitamin d