Well as a kid growing up I had no parent to direct me along the way. Everything was left for me to figure on my own. My mother passed away when i was seven, and my dad became too busy to take up both roles of the family. Furthermore, he hasn’t made it very far in education, working a blue collar job. Burdens increased, as I was responsible for my own well being, such as doing own laundry, getting own lunch etc. Just recently hearing my HS friends complained how they have to do their own laundry while dorming makes me realize how accentuated my burdens and maturity were.

It was my very duty, and obligation to my mother, to do well in school. I became very reclusive, having barely any friends in elementary school, all focused on school work. I did extremely well, too. When i reached Junior High, I started making friends, but with the wrong people. Maybe a part of it had to do with nobody knowing the status of my family. But anyways, this is a part of my life i’ve hated, where I did bad, illegal crap which I will regret forever. My gpa, without question, dropped fairly significantly. It’s a feeling of disgust, of how I can hardly face my mother’s gravestone without feeling that I did something sorry to her. This hit me pretty hard in late Junior High to early HS, a emo phase. Not that i dress all black, with long hair and cut myself.  But I was just really sad and gloomy. Soon enough I make my resolve, and in Senior year told myself to get my gpa up. I got roughly a 90 overall, but when average in the other 3 years, I was barely making an 80. I am now here in Baruch to pick up where I left off, but it holds it challenges as college is naturally a step up beyond everything else i experienced.

IDK how to post pics, so w/e.