Personal Narrative

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I may live in Louisiana but my heart will always be in my small hometown of Grover, North Carolina. My town is so small we do not have a stoplight and the highlight of sixth grade was the Dollar General they put in town. I was adopted by my grandparents after a rough start at life. I was two years old when my grandparents decided she could not properly care for me. Unfortunately, that was not the end of my rough start. My grandfather had a drug and alcohol addiction that manifested in anger. I grew up ducking punches and feeling like I was never good enough. My grandmother always took me to church though and that was our escape. I was twelve years old when I met my future husband. Four years of being best friends and we began dating and were …show more content…
I stayed with my husband and that was all. I have social anxiety and being in high school was miserable for me. I always felt like someone staring at me and/or talking about me. I hated classes that did not interest me and I had a hard time staying invested. The only good thing that came out of high school was my husband and I was ecstatic when it was over. I graduated and went to a local community college where I dropped out after two months. I was working forty-hour weeks and had a full load at school and could not handle it. I went back to school online after I got married and had my first daughter but with my husband joining the military and lack of funds, I had to drop out again. My husband finished his bachelors degree in November and I felt the schooling itch start again. I wish I could say that I prayed about it and went from there but I heard about GCU, looked it up, talked to some friends and jumped in head first. I was enrolled and ready to go 5 weeks before my class started. The best thing I could get out of GCU is an education where I can get out of college and find a job in my chosen career …show more content…
This can be accomplished with the time management and priority skills that I have learned in this class. My personal goals are to continue to fight depression and become more organized in my everyday life. I will take the skills I learned and reach my goals by employing the S.M.A.R.T. goal system in every goal I make. My program completion date is October 2021 and I hope to finish sooner. I plan to become an Applied Behavior Analysis therapist upon graduation. I want to work with all types of special needs kids but particularly those with autism. I watched my best friend struggle with the diagnosis process and the process of finding the correct therapies and schools and I want to make that easier for all families. Hearing a special needs diagnosis is stressful enough, finding the care their child needs should not be. I do not have salary expectations. This career choice is not for a salary and I just want to do something to help. Once this goal is completed I will feel fulfilled and like I am doing something good with my
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