Sometimes we tend to dredge on the past and don’t really focus on what’s truly important, which is our present. Everyone has a variety of rough experiences, and for some people it’s hard to share what they’re going through with others, just like me. The hardest experience in my life happen when my sibling got hospitalized for a month. My brother, Jesse, has a disability disorder called holoprosenphaly, which consists upon… To me, my brother is the best gift I could ever desire for and I couldn’t imagine my life without him.
When he got sick, I remember that in the previous days he got fever. We thought he was going to be alright, so we gave him over the counter medicine. Afterwards, we realized he wasn’t getting better and decided to take …show more content…
I was beginning my senior year when all this was going on. It was hard for me to focus at school knowing that my brother was hospitalized, I couldn’t concentrate on my work and started failing the first month of school. One of my all-time favorite teacher who teaches life skills students noticed that I wasn’t doing well in school like my other years, he stopped me one day before I was going to my class and wanted to check up one me, I knew that he would understand but I just didn’t want to talk about it with anyone, for me I felt that talking about it would just bring me down. All that would go through my head day and night was the thought if he would be okay, that’s all that mattered to me. I didn’t want to talk about it with others because I did not want them to hear what he was going through, I would prefer to talk about it when he got better. Eventually I had to tell my teacher why my grades were so bad, I let it out while explaining what we were going through tears streamed down my face but I felt relieved, I knew that I needed to let out my …show more content…
Often times people like talk about their problems with other but for me it’s different. I keep things bottles up inside me, which is probably not the best thing to do, but I do this to tell myself that I can overcome any bad circumstance if I’m strong enough. I didn’t want to tell anyone what my family was going through because that would just break me and I didn’t want to tell people how bad the situation was I would rather tell them when things got better and he were healthy.
I wanted to be strong not just for myself but for my mom and my little siblings I thought to myself if they see me break down it won’t do any good to them. It was hard for me to try and act tough, I just felt that weren’t getting better for him. It got to the point where his heart rate dropped to 30 while he was sleeping it was, this kept happening to him almost every other week. I didn’t know whether he would be okay, I didn’t want to think the
When he got sick, I remember that in the previous days he got fever. We thought he was going to be alright, so we gave him over the counter medicine. Afterwards, we realized he wasn’t getting better and decided to take …show more content…
I was beginning my senior year when all this was going on. It was hard for me to focus at school knowing that my brother was hospitalized, I couldn’t concentrate on my work and started failing the first month of school. One of my all-time favorite teacher who teaches life skills students noticed that I wasn’t doing well in school like my other years, he stopped me one day before I was going to my class and wanted to check up one me, I knew that he would understand but I just didn’t want to talk about it with anyone, for me I felt that talking about it would just bring me down. All that would go through my head day and night was the thought if he would be okay, that’s all that mattered to me. I didn’t want to talk about it with others because I did not want them to hear what he was going through, I would prefer to talk about it when he got better. Eventually I had to tell my teacher why my grades were so bad, I let it out while explaining what we were going through tears streamed down my face but I felt relieved, I knew that I needed to let out my …show more content…
Often times people like talk about their problems with other but for me it’s different. I keep things bottles up inside me, which is probably not the best thing to do, but I do this to tell myself that I can overcome any bad circumstance if I’m strong enough. I didn’t want to tell anyone what my family was going through because that would just break me and I didn’t want to tell people how bad the situation was I would rather tell them when things got better and he were healthy.
I wanted to be strong not just for myself but for my mom and my little siblings I thought to myself if they see me break down it won’t do any good to them. It was hard for me to try and act tough, I just felt that weren’t getting better for him. It got to the point where his heart rate dropped to 30 while he was sleeping it was, this kept happening to him almost every other week. I didn’t know whether he would be okay, I didn’t want to think the