katiedirt4
Dec 22, 2015
Undergraduate / Parents mistake - I rely on myself to get what I want to achieve. Personal statement [8]
Essay is to long and do not how to revise without ruining the essay
Hi! My essay is 100 words over. My word limit is 500 and I am at 600. I do not want to ruin the essay by taking out so many words. Any comments or help will be greatly appreciated! Thank you!
I was born the product of a one night stand. My parents did not have any emotional involvement so when my birth disrupted their 19 year old lives, neither of them knew what to do or how to care for a baby. I was in the care of my mother for most of my life. That was until my father decided to take her to court so that he could have some sort of rights over me. It was nice to know that he cared for me somehow, but being shuffled back and forth was really no life for me.
The reckless decisions of my parents left me without a sense of stability in my life. My mother was moving from apartment to apartment and her boyfriends would come and go just as fast from our lives. I thought that living with my father during my freshman year of high school would change my life, and it did for a little while. He was always working and rarely had time for me. Weekends were a treat, he was able to spend some time bonding with me instead of working overtime. I will always appreciate him for taking me in when my mother threw me away like a piece of trash. Telling him she did not want me to live with her nor see her anymore. She was always the negative parent in my life. Somehow, the bad living situation with my father was nothing compared to the life I led with my mother. Things were bad, but I appreciated having a parent who actually wanted me in his life.
Throughout all this turmoil, the one consistent thing in my life was school. I worried about my grades because it was the one thing that I had full control over. I was just beginning to get a handle on my life when my mother demanded I come live with her again. I will never understand why she changed her mind about throwing me out, but I came back to live with her just the same. I wanted to give my relationship with her another chance. After all, my relationship with my father had already improved by that point. So as much as she hated him, I remained resolved to create a relationship with the man who accidentally gave me life.
Living with my mother meant continuing to struggle to make ends meet. As a Junior in high school, I had no idea how we could do that. I found myself working 30-35 hours a week while trying to keep up with my school work. I was in charge of paying the bills and keeping the family alive. Being the income earner in the family, I was shocked to learn that my mother wanted to move us away from all the family we knew, which translated into the help that I could turn to when things got really bad for us. I now believe she needed psychiatric help at the time but did not realize it because I was just a kid myself who was struggling to survive.
Luckily, school was always there to help me keep my sanity intact. Without all the craziness I have endured, I would not have learned all the important elements of how to survive that I do today. I rely on myself achieve my dreams, hopes, and aspirations in life. I do not need constant reassurance and support from others because I believe in myself and that is what is important to me.
Essay is to long and do not how to revise without ruining the essay
Hi! My essay is 100 words over. My word limit is 500 and I am at 600. I do not want to ruin the essay by taking out so many words. Any comments or help will be greatly appreciated! Thank you!
I was born the product of a one night stand. My parents did not have any emotional involvement so when my birth disrupted their 19 year old lives, neither of them knew what to do or how to care for a baby. I was in the care of my mother for most of my life. That was until my father decided to take her to court so that he could have some sort of rights over me. It was nice to know that he cared for me somehow, but being shuffled back and forth was really no life for me.
The reckless decisions of my parents left me without a sense of stability in my life. My mother was moving from apartment to apartment and her boyfriends would come and go just as fast from our lives. I thought that living with my father during my freshman year of high school would change my life, and it did for a little while. He was always working and rarely had time for me. Weekends were a treat, he was able to spend some time bonding with me instead of working overtime. I will always appreciate him for taking me in when my mother threw me away like a piece of trash. Telling him she did not want me to live with her nor see her anymore. She was always the negative parent in my life. Somehow, the bad living situation with my father was nothing compared to the life I led with my mother. Things were bad, but I appreciated having a parent who actually wanted me in his life.
Throughout all this turmoil, the one consistent thing in my life was school. I worried about my grades because it was the one thing that I had full control over. I was just beginning to get a handle on my life when my mother demanded I come live with her again. I will never understand why she changed her mind about throwing me out, but I came back to live with her just the same. I wanted to give my relationship with her another chance. After all, my relationship with my father had already improved by that point. So as much as she hated him, I remained resolved to create a relationship with the man who accidentally gave me life.
Living with my mother meant continuing to struggle to make ends meet. As a Junior in high school, I had no idea how we could do that. I found myself working 30-35 hours a week while trying to keep up with my school work. I was in charge of paying the bills and keeping the family alive. Being the income earner in the family, I was shocked to learn that my mother wanted to move us away from all the family we knew, which translated into the help that I could turn to when things got really bad for us. I now believe she needed psychiatric help at the time but did not realize it because I was just a kid myself who was struggling to survive.
Luckily, school was always there to help me keep my sanity intact. Without all the craziness I have endured, I would not have learned all the important elements of how to survive that I do today. I rely on myself achieve my dreams, hopes, and aspirations in life. I do not need constant reassurance and support from others because I believe in myself and that is what is important to me.
