Why Is Background Important To Me?
My background is very important to me. I had a mentally abusive father toward me for most of my life. My father’s actions caused a lot of down spiral in my academic and social life. Over time I got better and ended up using his hateful words as inspiration.
One of the earliest memories I have is of my mom and dad having a fight. I must have been four or five at the time. I didn’t think much of it because even at such a young age it was normal for me. Most of the times my father was drunk during these fights which didn’t help the situation.
At some point my father started coming home drunk and bullying me. Around the time I was 13 I started writing my father notes about how much I couldn’t tolerate his behavior toward me. He’d come home drunk …show more content…
Normally that meant working late because my parents owned a business together and my father would drive away customers. On July 4th 2013 my parents got into a fight at their store and my mother wanted my father to leave. He wanted to take me home but I didn’t want to leave with him. Eventually he left. Being the fourth of July there were cops everywhere and he was operating under the influence. This was his third violation. He got his license taken away for three years and they set a breathalyzer up in our house. He wasn’t home one night to take the test and when the police found him drunk, he was …show more content…
That weekend I was able to do everything with ease. I was feeling happy and confident about myself for the first time in a while and I noticed. I wasn’t sure what had caused my new change in attitude but I liked it.
In September of that same year my father came home. I remember so clearly getting that text from my mom during lunch. I started to have an anxiety attack. My mind was circling into every situation imaginable. I was scared for every outcome.
That day I had realized my father was the cause of all my worries. I didn’t know how to feel about learning this new information about myself. Since then I made a vow to myself to get better. I wanted to prove my father wrong about me. Over the course of 10th grade I picked my grades up to nearly straights As.
March 3rd 2014 was the final day my parent’s store was open. My dad took money and left. September 29th 2014 was the last day I saw my father. I left for school crying as my father got on a plane and left for
One of the earliest memories I have is of my mom and dad having a fight. I must have been four or five at the time. I didn’t think much of it because even at such a young age it was normal for me. Most of the times my father was drunk during these fights which didn’t help the situation.
At some point my father started coming home drunk and bullying me. Around the time I was 13 I started writing my father notes about how much I couldn’t tolerate his behavior toward me. He’d come home drunk …show more content…
Normally that meant working late because my parents owned a business together and my father would drive away customers. On July 4th 2013 my parents got into a fight at their store and my mother wanted my father to leave. He wanted to take me home but I didn’t want to leave with him. Eventually he left. Being the fourth of July there were cops everywhere and he was operating under the influence. This was his third violation. He got his license taken away for three years and they set a breathalyzer up in our house. He wasn’t home one night to take the test and when the police found him drunk, he was …show more content…
That weekend I was able to do everything with ease. I was feeling happy and confident about myself for the first time in a while and I noticed. I wasn’t sure what had caused my new change in attitude but I liked it.
In September of that same year my father came home. I remember so clearly getting that text from my mom during lunch. I started to have an anxiety attack. My mind was circling into every situation imaginable. I was scared for every outcome.
That day I had realized my father was the cause of all my worries. I didn’t know how to feel about learning this new information about myself. Since then I made a vow to myself to get better. I wanted to prove my father wrong about me. Over the course of 10th grade I picked my grades up to nearly straights As.
March 3rd 2014 was the final day my parent’s store was open. My dad took money and left. September 29th 2014 was the last day I saw my father. I left for school crying as my father got on a plane and left for