As I think about college and my future, I look back with regret on choices I’ve made. It has been a very difficult 3 years for my family. My parents have a rocky relationship and it all seemed to be coming to a head. They began to discuss separating and breaking up our family. My grandmother, whom I’m close to, got very sick. It became a blessing in disguise. My mom and dad chose to stay together to lend support and strength to all of us. My grandmother got well, after quite an ordeal. She actually beat lung cancer. Following that difficult situation, my parents opted to begin counseling and have chosen reconciliation for our family.
I realize I only hurt myself by taking on this ‘I don’t care’ attitude. There was a lot of bickering constantly in our household. I often closed myself in my room with loud music to escap
My mom has met with my teachers, set up counseling for me and both of my parents have tried talking to me. They tell me I have a gift – which is my intelligence. I should be an A student. All it would take was attending class, completing required work and studying a little. As much as I hate to admit it, all of this is very true. I have an excellent memory for information and can remember things simply from class discussions. I am very capable of holding an intelligent conversation, being able to share relevant information. I enjoy reading the paper and the sports section. I am able to remember and converse about a multitude of events and sports figures. This is where my regrets stem from. I now realize I was only hurting myself. It was an extremely immature way to handle a difficult time in our family’s lives.