Personal Narrative: My Failure In College
I’m very familiar with the word failure. At some point in time failure was my first, middle, and last name. Throughout my younger years I was always successful at anything I would put my mind to. Failure was never a part of my younger years, I was always motivated and determined to succeed, however, upon arriving to college my life drastically begin to face a certain degree of turmoil. I was determined to get my life back on track, and to become more successful than I ever imagined. I told myself I would conquer any obstacle that hindered me from reaching success, so I did.
College is a place where most people find themselves, and can possibly lose themselves. For me, college was a joyous experience, an escape, a disaster, and an eye opener …show more content…
Soon after, I reached a state of anxiety and depression. I never told anyone, friends or family, about how my mother was dying from cancer, every day I cried, funny thing is she doesn’t even know this. Some days I would use online resources to find a cure, or call around to some doctors just to see if it was anything I could do to help her, it was hard for me being in Miami while she was facing this battle with only my grandmother, and my young sister who was only a mere toddler. Battling all these things, I was no longer this outgoing person that I once remembered, I was no longer this eager to learn, smart, and witty person. I’m not sure who I became. I was now afraid to look at myself, to look at others, I no longer walked with pride, I walked with my head held down trying to avoid anything and anyone. I stopped attending my classes, I stopped doing work, and participating in various activities that use to bring me joy. I continued to fall more and more into despair. I begin to fail at life, fail myself, fail my family and friends, and soon I failed majority of my classes. I was a stranger to myself and everyone around me. My life hit rock
College is a place where most people find themselves, and can possibly lose themselves. For me, college was a joyous experience, an escape, a disaster, and an eye opener …show more content…
Soon after, I reached a state of anxiety and depression. I never told anyone, friends or family, about how my mother was dying from cancer, every day I cried, funny thing is she doesn’t even know this. Some days I would use online resources to find a cure, or call around to some doctors just to see if it was anything I could do to help her, it was hard for me being in Miami while she was facing this battle with only my grandmother, and my young sister who was only a mere toddler. Battling all these things, I was no longer this outgoing person that I once remembered, I was no longer this eager to learn, smart, and witty person. I’m not sure who I became. I was now afraid to look at myself, to look at others, I no longer walked with pride, I walked with my head held down trying to avoid anything and anyone. I stopped attending my classes, I stopped doing work, and participating in various activities that use to bring me joy. I continued to fall more and more into despair. I begin to fail at life, fail myself, fail my family and friends, and soon I failed majority of my classes. I was a stranger to myself and everyone around me. My life hit rock