Adversity Is Relative

I believe that the term "adversity" is relative. What I have experienced in my life and considered adversity may be a mere irritation to someone else. On the other hand, what I consider my daily trials could be seen as a calamity to onlookers. I do not believe that my hardships can be compared to anyone else's, because everyone handles trials differently. That being said, when my mother decided to leave my father, it was the most difficult time of my life up until that point. We left suddenly one night. The next thing I knew I was moving in with my grandmother and starting school at Chelan. From that point on, life only got more chaotic. I discovered that the community of Chelan was exceptionally supportive, and slowly I began falling in love
with the people and atmosphere of the town. I surrounded myself with friends and adult mentors who helped me make the most out of my difficult. situation. However, my relationship with my mother still struggled, and the August before my senior year she had a mental breakdown and kicked me out of the house. I went to live with my father who still lived an hour and a half away in Ephrata, but I insisted on finishing my senior year at CHS. For four and half months I drove three hours every day to get to and from school, until one day in December I crashed my car on the icy roads. As yet another testament to how supportive the community of Chelan is, a family from church invited me to come live with them until I go off to college.
This is by no means my full story, but after this, I feel ready to tackle any challenges that my future may hold for me.