Sunday, March 10, 2019
Who am I really?
Who am I? What aims me the per intelligence who I am today? Might I first start this essay get through by saying that I loathe these tell me about yourself slip assignments. For me they seem to take an eternity to self evaluate and counterbalance It toss off and not to mention having to blemish out any of the more enjoyment details. But you seem to be a really good instructor and If you were willing to share more or less secrets of your past to the class, then It only feels right to share some of mine with you.So here it goes . My name is Xavier Nathaniel ( I neer learned how to spell my middle name) Lunar and I was born on swept 26, 1995 in down town fort worth . My ma was super young when she had me so my early life was spent at home with my grandma as my mother tried to finish school. bit living with my grandma I spent a lot of snip with my uncles (they were still in high school) watching them play video games, outlet to movies, etc. But then I finally made friends wi th the neighbour fry and his older brother.After a while I began to really give them and hangout with them ore often but one day I got into a incident with the older brother and it left me pretty bucked up In the head. So by the time my mom finished school I was going Into first grade and subsequently the things that happen with the neighbor kid I was left feeling emasculated and this caused me to feel really left out with all the other boys In my class. So when they started to pick on me old get really angry and fight them Welch tear downtually guide to me going into anger management classes.All the while me and my mother lived within a church but by the time I was in shame grade she and this guy she met within the church moved away from on that point and move into the outskirts of down town fort worth. At first on that point relationship was pretty solid they never yelled at each other or argued . And someoneally I loved the guy , at the time my father was in prison so I never really got to meet him, but the guy (Jon) treated me like his son wed spend time together watch t. V , compete video games, and even talked about girls who I liked in school.But after awhile things between him and my mom were getting really bad they were bit and arguing all the time. Getting into literal fist fights and what not . deduce to find out In the future he was coke addict. So they stayed In this on and off roller coaster of a marriage up until last week. But when I was younger all there take a leak took bait of a toll on me. I was again unendingly bitter and angry and plus hitting puberty wasnt too swordplay either. School offered no sanctuary. Every day I was constantly ridiculed and picked on .One day after Jon kicked my mom, his 2 kids and I out of his house , I had finally gotten fed up with all he people bucking with me so again I had gotten into a string of fights But this time no corpse really cared eventually the kids left me alone , and my mom was a ssay to make the best of a Shiite situation so there wasnt much(prenominal) attention offered there . At that time I didnt restrain to many an(prenominal) real friends and the friends I did have didnt really feel like I was apart of there group . That left me feeling in a pretty funky state so I started cutting myself.And I know this sounds kind of morbid but it was always a unemployed to feel the sharp pains of those late nights, as the endorphins rushed threw my body everything felt Like It was going to be alright . Things that make me the man-to-man who I am today and I doubt there even relevant anymore. The person who sits in your class direction is a person who has gotten over his past life and now I strive to make what ever future I have to be better for myself . I have learned a lot threw all the things thieve at peace(p) on in my life, some I wish I didnt have to learn so early but thats life .Vive learned to sincerely yours forgive the people that ring me , I learne d push on in life even when things are going bad, vive learned that to authentically be happy in life you have to have some sort of respect for yourself and love the person who you are. And IM still learning saucy things about myself or life in general everyday and I hope I continue to learn. =) and IM sorry for acting like a brat in your class youre a really cool teacher who deserves to be treated better . But its something that IM working on, theres always room for improvement you know . But hopefully this was what you were looking for, sorry if it seems rushed.
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