My family of orientation is pretty blended, but stayed the same throughout most of my childhood. My family of orientation consisted of my mother, step father (who I call my dad), my half brother, and half sister. My mother married by step father when I was five years old and he was married to my mom until I was about seventeen years old. I took the Family of origin expressive atmosphere scale test and my score was very high, but that confuses me just a little bit. I feel like my family wasn’t as expressive as I wanted them to be growing up. If they were expressive though, it was only because they were angry at one another. If my siblings and I disagreed with my parents, we would be told we were wrong. My mom, at least, has gotten better at…
For me I would say that my dad is not supportive to me. My mom and my dad they divorced and then my mom married another person which is the one I live with now. I feel really good with my stepdad, and my mom is happy. My biological dad to me, it just the memories from the past that I hate. I would like to forget about the past memories and it would be easy for me to become a different person. He is the one that I will not ask any help and any supports…
let me introduce to my family the Garcia Family. what we like to do is go camping every summer and go to Madeline Island that's where we camp. we like to play board games together like monopoly so here we go I will introduce you to the Garcia Family.…
WILLY. Well, I was just a baby, of course, only three or four years old---…
I am a Vietnamese person who has moved to America for about thirteen years, and I did not think that I am going to study art because my family, a Vietnamese tradition family, did not want me to practice in art. In their mind, art is something that is unreal job. They said that artists do not make good salary, and their works become expensive only when the artist passed away. They believe that only doctor, nurse, and lawyer are real job. Therefore, when I told them that I am going to practice art, nobody in my family supports me, and they also ridicule me. I can understand why they ridicule me. It is because they totally don't know what is art. In their mind, they think that art is paint and sculpture, but they have never thought about digital…
Living with a dysfunctional family has shaped my outlook on life. I never knew I had a keen interest in human behavior and thoughts until my brother went through a middle school crisis. I remember coming home from school to a depressing environment. My brother was bullied which changed his life forever and mine too. I saw how much other human beings can have such an immense impact on one person. I began to wonder whether I would have the resilience or fall victim like my brother. The way people cope with stressful situations made me realize that there is a lot more to humans than I had originally thought. As my brother fell into a deep depression that is when I knew I wanted to study psychology in order to help him and others like him. I believe…
Since I grew up in a family with an abusive father, my response to conflict differs from most people. My father resolved conflict by shouting, degrading, and often physically abusing the other person. My mother’s response to conflict was to try to settle a compromise or walk away until her own frustration was no longer there. I think based off the conflict responses I observed growing up, my responses are a mixture of my parents. When in an intense argument with someone, I attack their character and then silence them out. Family members play a big part in how we resolve conflicts, because a good portion of our lives begin by us spending time with and watching our relatives. We, as a society, adapt skills and mannerisms from those closest to…
I am sure you find many letters coming across your desk from parents who have taken the opportunity to ‘brag’ about their child. I know mine won’t be the best, but I hope that I do my daughter justice at the end. As most parents do, especially with their first child, they keep a folder of milestones their child has reached throughout their years; a folder filled with report cards, love letters, photos, school projects, etc. When I look back at one of Morgan’s Kindergarten project “All about Me”, I couldn’t agree more with the saying on the front of her book exclaiming, ”There is nobody in the world exactly like me!”. It’s exactly how I feel about Morgan.…
Having grown up in a single parent home with two sisters who did not complete high school, made the pressure for me to succeed unimaginable. The constant reminder of achieving greatness has stuck with me since I was eight years old. Throughout middle school I was top of my class, in high school I graduated cum laude with a 4.4 GPA and currently in my 1st year of college I am top of my intermediate/college algebra class, I scored the highest grade out of all 5 of my psychology teachers classes, and I have an A in my Philosophy class. My educational goals consist of gaining knowledge throughout my entire life, achieving higher than my goals, being as involved as I can possibly be with my college/ community, and continuing to prosper. Ever since…
" Hey kids we need to talk about something," mom says. My brother, and I look at each other strangely. Ethan asked "what do you need to talk to us about mom?" Divorce the legal dissolution of a marriage. This is what happened to my parents in August of 2009 they got divorced. It was a very big challenge for me to face. At first it was just a separation which happened in 2007 then slowly turned into a divorce. I was young so I did not understand a lot of it.…
I don’t blame myself for what happened to my parents. I may not be the most buoyant about it, but who would be? Going through your high school years without complete parental support can end horribly in more ways than one. High school is the time when you need your parents the most; you are growing up, maturing, and starting your life. It can be hard to know where to start if you can’t even recognize where your parents have gotten in their lives.…
Personal background starts off small, it changes and grows over time into something big, it grows into an identity. Walking down the hallway at school, seeing someone standing alone, my first instinct is to make conversation, compliment, or even just smile at him or her. This instinct came from someone once telling me an act so small could turn a person's entire life around. As a kid, reading encyclopedias about random topics, consumed my time. Many days were spent coming home to find an injured wild animal in my dad's arms waiting to be saved. My dad would sit outside and draw animals, trees, and anything else he saw. Nothing excited me more than trying to draw whatever my dad drew, and as good as he did. Any assignment that was handed to…
I worked extremely hard during that time to maintain a cumulative GPA of 3.82. I kept up with all school work and the commitments I made to clubs, sports, and volunteer work. While most people would have given up and lost hope, I was determined to wake up everyday and do as much as I physically could to keep up with the rest of my peers. I wanted to still participate in high school and experience all it had to offer. After junior year, I dedicated ten weeks of my summer vacation to take two college courses. I achieved an “A” in both courses for an overall 4.0 GPA to start my college career. I took these, not just to get a taste of what college is like, but to make up for the time I missed in class during high school. I still wanted to learn as much as I could and seized every educational opportunity during my new found healthy life. With my treatment plan and the support from my family, I am able to live an active life and I am proud to say that I never let my illness stop me from living a successful…
I recently overheard two spouses talking about their situations while standing in line at the Shoppette. I was appalled at what they were saying. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop on their conversation but these two women were talking so loud that I’m pretty sure the customers at the back of store probably even heard them! I was standing right behind them. Spouse A stated the following, “This woman in my FRG (Family Readiness Group) had the nerve to ask if I wanted to go to lunch with her? I’m friendly with her but I’m not about to be seen with a junior enlisted soldier’s wife.” I literally felt nauseous. Why in the world would she say something like that? Spouse B just threw her head back and cackled. It was this really irritating and annoying…
Coming from a divorced family at such a young age, I have learned a few things about relationships. For one, there is no such thing as happily ever after. Secondly, be careful who you trust. Being raised with two parents who were your role models was great. They demonstrated to my sister and I what a perfect marriage was, little did we know it was all lies. Being so young, and living life care free, then having your parents give up on each other sucks. It felt as if my whole world came crashing down on me. Divorce of parents can result in one of two ways, grief, or relief. Children growing up with no role models can result in them having trust issues and falling into the wrong type of relationship trying to avoid a life style similar…