Personal Narrative: My Artificial Bubble
Most people hold their mothers with high regard and respect; however, at the age of ten, I concluded that my mother did not deserve my idolization nor my unconditional love. Her never-ending selfish acts placed not only her but my siblings and I into an undesirable situation, which served as a reminder of the harsh reality that surrounds my own artificial bubble.
After my mom and my dad separated, my mom received sole custody of my siblings and me, and she became aloof when it came to being present for the nurturing of my little sister and two years old brother and she also became reluctant to inform my older sister and me why there would be strangers in our home. In one case, my older sister and I waited for my mom to pick up from school for two intensive and weary hours,then our massive, green gas-guzzler car halted in front of us with boxes of our clothes overfilling the back of the car. My mom, who had my younger siblings with her in the car, told us that we would have to leave our apartment, because there was an emergency. I decided it would be easier to accept this and not question my mom, who I wholeheartedly trusted, so I started to play the role of the "good daughter" to make the situation more comfortable for my younger …show more content…
She began to focus on receiving money instead earning it and her new group of friends did not help the situation. Her self-destruction led my dad to realize that that atmosphere was not healthy for anyone, especially for us. Therefore, the week of Thanksgiving my siblings and I moved in with my dad and his family, and prosper as tight-knit and functional family without the presence of my
After my mom and my dad separated, my mom received sole custody of my siblings and me, and she became aloof when it came to being present for the nurturing of my little sister and two years old brother and she also became reluctant to inform my older sister and me why there would be strangers in our home. In one case, my older sister and I waited for my mom to pick up from school for two intensive and weary hours,then our massive, green gas-guzzler car halted in front of us with boxes of our clothes overfilling the back of the car. My mom, who had my younger siblings with her in the car, told us that we would have to leave our apartment, because there was an emergency. I decided it would be easier to accept this and not question my mom, who I wholeheartedly trusted, so I started to play the role of the "good daughter" to make the situation more comfortable for my younger …show more content…
She began to focus on receiving money instead earning it and her new group of friends did not help the situation. Her self-destruction led my dad to realize that that atmosphere was not healthy for anyone, especially for us. Therefore, the week of Thanksgiving my siblings and I moved in with my dad and his family, and prosper as tight-knit and functional family without the presence of my