My Home Life

Harter carries forward the work of James (1993) and Cooley. Those with low self-esteem are almost certainly depressed and among many adolescent’s, such depression, in turn, leads to thoughts of suicide. There are multiple pathways to depression representing different combinations of feelings lack of support from peers and parents.

Throughout sixth grade I wandered the school halls glancing at other students smiling and laughing. All I wanted was a friend to associate with in those times of need. Low self-esteem was a result of me being alone. Many times, I struggle with classwork and homework due to not having the courage to ask questions. My grades were slowly decreasing and what I thought I knew became blank to me. Not having confidence in what I knew affected me.

Throughout middle school, I was depressed. I went through five stages: denial, anger, questioning, depression, and acceptance. Denial was all of 6th grade, and beginning of 7th grade, and it all goes back to a girl. This girl was one of my best friend’s, and at the time I thought she was so great and wonderful. However, that slowly diminished when I realized that she was emotionally abusing me. She made me feel like I had to be someone else, and would make me feel like my feelings were irrelevant. I remember this one time in the lunch line, for example, where she told me I should start cutting because it would make me feel better about myself. I wondered why she would suggest self-harming, but I just brushed it off. It took me months to realize that her words were crushing me further and further to the

Ali is 16 and 9 months pregnant, she hasn’t told the father yet and she’s extremely stressed. She is in the middle of Junior year and doesn’t desire to drop out since her baby that she’s named Lexi. Ali is currently finishing her homework from last night that she missed since she had morning sickness. Let’s begin the story….

I was raised in a changing environment, which means things in my family never stayed the same. I lived in Mexico until I turned 13, after that I moved to the states, so I got to see to different realities. I remember that in the early years of my life my parents would try their the best to keep me close to them, which meant I got to be home a lot, most people hate loneliness but I value it, I wasn’t used to be around kids and with adults the routine would be greet them to be polite, then run upstairs to keep watching television or play by myself. My mother didn’t like me being outside with the other kids, she said I would pick up bad habits from them. Dad was always busy, tired or just not there. I would notice he would get upset with me because

It is my first day at Westvalley high, and boy was my heart racing. I silently go over my mother’s words in my head. ‘New school, new start, new friends.’ As much as I know this is not true, I try and keep my hopes high. Trying my best to deny the constant feeling of being alone. But the truth is I am not alone… I am standing in a crowded hallway listening to the sudden groans of students as they realise they are no longer in the paradise they call home. Unfortunately for me the feeling of loneliness just won’t let go, somehow this school seems even lonelier than the dump I call home.

How can you make changes to your daily life? Many people have struggled on how to change their life. Daily life can be busy. Slight changes may be hard but it can lead to good things. Some people do not know how to do that and others are afraid of the future. If they change their lives, some people do not have goals in life and they do not want to change it. So, I want to share some tips that will help you to achieve this goal. First, you need to find an unhealthy habit in your daily life like spending a long time on social media. Social media is not very bad if we use it in a beneficial way but, not for a very long time, as this will be reflected in your life. It will take you away from real life like your family. It is stealing time that you can use for yourself and your family. In this article, I want to help you onto know how to arrange your life better and use time wiser, how to make a more peaceful life for yourself, and how to be an example to your closest people and the community. Your past life can bring stress to your present if you keep it living with you. Like if something negative from the past- something someone said, something someone did is still in your mind that will bring stress to your present life. Some people are still living in the past and have regrets about what happened or what was planned. Some people were unable to pass the circumstances in their past life.

Our parents are very hard-working people. Our parents both work day and nights. They embody the “American Dream”. .My father was always hustling and bustling whether it was in the states or overseas. So, he was not as much a part of my brother and I’s childhood as we had hoped. My mother, on the other hand, took the role of dual-parenting and took care of us at home. Though, she was also busy clocking in and out. We made the most of our time together and they were the most memorable moments. At the end of the day, life treated my brother and I really well. With that, our parents could not leave us to fend for ourselves at home alone--me being three years old with a younger brother and all. But,. growing up, my brother and I spent our childhood with one of our close cousin, ‘tina’s, grandmother. She had a special nickname, “Meema”, that everyone knew her by.

Family tragedies and the Great Depression have played a crucial role in my family’s life story. Going through tough times has taught my family the value of hard work and being frugal. It has also taught them to appreciate everything around them because they have first hand experienced that life is not always perfect.

Living in my home, the place I was raised in for twenty years and living in my grandma’s house really made a difference in my life. It showed me how it changed the way I live now to the way I was living in my home. “There is no place like home,” said Dorothy from the Wizard Of Oz. Two months ago, I moved in with my grandma after my grandpa traveled to overseas. My grandma and I currently live alone. Living with just my grandma showed me how much I missed my home, my siblings, my parents, and the vibrant setting I had living there. Living with just my grandma made me feel as if I was head of the household. This transition made a huge impact in my life.

Life is a rollercoaster, but I am grateful to be living it with my family and friends. My family has taught me many lessons that I will always apply to my decision making for the rest of my life. Loyalty, honesty, and respect has been taught to me ever since I learned how to speak. The communication between my family and I is very important because I know that my voice matters. Support will always be something that my parents continue to give me even when I fail. My family and friends has shaped who I am today and I will always be thankful for having them in my life.

There were times where I truly did not believe in myself, where I’ve felt like I was not worthy enough. The bullying caused me to do poorly in school, and have no communication with my teachers whatsoever. I was always too shy and had horrible anxiety when I met new people or stood in front of a crowd. Speaking up was something I couldn’t drag myself to do due to being afraid of

Hi my names Alana! I am 20 years old and live in Ellijay Georgia. Most people hate living in georgia because of the heat, storms, and apparently rude people here but I call this place home and it's my favorite home! I grew up with amazing parents who always loved doing adventurous things, I guess that's how I got my curiosity of the world from! We constantly went on hikes and camping trips! I remember once we all camped in a mountain in Vermont and we left the s'mores stuff out and 2 giant bears came and ate them all! I don't know how they didn't get sick from all those sweets.

Grades are everything in high school. After a while, any athletic ability one may have will go away because of aging. However, their education will not. As a freshman, I did not care about my grades. My thoughts were solely focused on volleyball and cheer, and later on softball. I would sleep in class, leave when I could, and homework would get stuffed into my backpack, only to be pulled out at the end of the six weeks. The only thing that came out of that was a failing grade and a spot on the bench in softball. On the other hand, as a senior I have a mission. College. I have major plans for my life. Therefore, I can not slack in my classes. I have finally figured out how to work hard and make A’s.

My parents were teenagers when they got married. It was puppy love, and they felt forced to be married before I enter the world so that they wouldn’t embarrass my grandparents. My mother, Heather, was twenty-one years old when she gave birth to me in 1991. I had no issues as an infant, and I was a healthy baby. However, at two months old, I got salmonella poisoning because my father cleaned my bottles near raw chicken. I spent some time in the hospital until I was healthy. I came home from the hospital, and my mom and dad were getting adapted to taking care of a new infant. At three months old, my mother decided that she and my father were no longer meant to be together and had rushed into marriage to soon. She decided to get a divorce, and it was finalized by the time I was the age of one year old. Shortly after the divorce, my mother met Stephen, and my dad met Dawn. These two people were introduced into my life at a young age, and eventually played the stepparents role in my life. I resided in Buzzards Bay at my grandparent’s house after the divorce. I lived with my grandparents, my mother, and my aunt. My grandparents played a huge role in raising me. Nana helped raise me. She would watch me most of the time as my mother worked two jobs as a young single parent to make sure she took care of my needs and me. From ages 0-7, I was an only child. I was an advanced toddler because my playmates were primarily adults. At one year old, I was talking in complete sentences and I