College Essay

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    To explain my whole life and the events that led me to this moment would take a lot of time. So I'll talk about the important topics and specifics to help support my findings and evidence of why I want this opportunity to be on a journey of a lifetime.

    During this time junior year and the summer time, I developed an eating disorder. Fortunately, after some intense therapy and support from my loved ones I became confident in the way I looked. Truly it was my family and friends that got me through tough moments. Come to think of it, they are the only reason why I am still moving forward. I have four older overprotective, wild, over-the-top, funny, helpful, possessive, caring brothers. After "intense eating therapy," my brother, Atticus constantly complimented me on my appearance. All my brothers and my parents did, but it was so special to me because Atticus rarely did it before so he was doing it to make me feel better. Even if it was not honest, it was thoughtful, which was far more important to me. When I say parents, I mean my dad and my official mother, Charlotte. During Junior year my dad's wife, Charlotte(my stepmother) became my legal mom, which was the highlight of my year. After strife with my biological mother, it was nice to have a mother figure that actually cares for me. I am more than proud to call Charlotte my mom, even though it still feels like a dream at times. 

          Another person that I care for deeply is Seraphina Morales. I met my best friend, Seraphina, during the "intense eating therapy." As cliche as this sounds, but after sharing something as traumatic as that, you tend to trust that person with your life. I do trust Seraphina with my life. . Another person worth mentioning is Frances Beauregard. I had strong feelings for him. I still do. Frances was kind and strong. His masculinity was something that I found breathtaking. I really liked Frances, maybe even loved. He was considered a friend before I considered him a lover. He was a lover for a long time before things got serious. However, Frances did not mind that I was taking things slow. He seemed to appreciate being around me. We parted ways, but I still consider him an ally and a really good friend. 

       While having a great support system is great, not everything could be solved with their help or their presence. Most things I had to face on my own and some battles had to be fought alone. Fortunately after my two eldest brothers graduated high school, I learned how to stand up for myself. Most importantly, I learned how to stand up for others as well. Now I have the power to do more. I have the power to help myself and help others, which is my most impressive skill I've gained during my Senior year. During my sophomore year I unfortunately was sexually harassed by my teacher, Mr. Cox. It was one of the most terrifying experiences in my entire life. Seeing him again on my first day for my Senior year was not the worst start that could have happened. I was not scared of him anymore, not at all. I was scared for the other girls in the school who weren't as lucky as me to have two protective older brothers. 

        The first day of my Senior year was one of the worst days of my life. There was nothing that could fix it and there was nothing that could help it. My support system's dynamic was changed and I did not know what to do. Everything was different and the emotions I felt could not be described in words. It was one of the worst day of my life. At the time, nothing could help me. Many of the people in my life knew me as someone who needed to be protected. I was treated like a pretty little china doll that could break if not handled with the proper delicacy and fragility it deserves. Junior year was a major turning point for me. I was stronger, more confident, and it took a lot of effort to hurt my feelings. So my support system stopped doing so many maintenance duties on me, and let me take on certain responsibilities on my own. That does not mean that my friends and brothers would not help me with any of the problems I face. 

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