Why did I do bad stuff in the first place? In my head. I feel ashamed and embarrassed that I let my family down and especially my older sister. She’s the one that raised me and wanted me to do good she saw potential in me and she was very disappointed that I threw all of it away in the garbage. Thankfully I graduated high school and applied for a community college and ever since then I’ve worked really hard on my graded and stopped hanging out with the wrong group of friends and instead replaced them with friends that actually care about me and who motivates me to do better. Furthermore, I started going back to the mosque and asking god for forgiveness for all the things I put my family especially my parents through. I felt really horrible and even to this day I still have no clue how to apologize to them. I am a big believer that time heals all wound.
In conclusion, in our lives many mistakes are made because of wrong choices. It’s difficult to live an unblemished life; guilt will always grow strong from our regret. I realize how childish I was when I was a teenager. I came a long way and I’m proud of myself for getting myself together finding a good stable of job, going to college, and getting good grades. My ultimate goal is to finish college and make my parents happy and for them to worry