Personal Narrative: How Carton Changed My Life

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I had a weird and not great experience today. I eat a lot of eggs, mainly omelettes because I have become a pro at making them. I have to have 2 eggs in my omelet or I feel uneasy about how the carton looks. My mom was unaware on how I felt about the egg carton until she suggested I put 3 eggs in my omelet and may kind of freaked out and explained all the ways that would just not do. She thought it was funny, I didn't understand the humor in it, but didn't care enough to. Fast forward to today. We had a new carton that I had not opened yet. My mom just woke up and was looking at me weird. I didn't think anything of it. When I opened the carton it was rearranged in a way that can only be describe as my personal hell. I may have panicked and I noticed my breathing speed up and become …show more content…
I tried to find how I was actually feeling. My mom went on and on about how she did it special for me because she thought it would be funny. I started getting angry sad, so angry that all you want to do is cry. And then my mom asked me “ha isn't it funny, I pulled a funny.” I had rage building up in me and my insurcerities of my mental disorder waving over me. So I retaliated with a soft spoken stab at my mom and I said “yeah, it’s hilarious making fun of someone’s mental disorder.” She stop laughing and got quite, she broke the silence a couple minutes later saying “that’s not what I was doing, that’s not what I was doing at all.” In the moment I realized that my mom didn't take my mental disorder seriously which hurt, more than the so called joke. But then I thought about it, in our society we use the phrase anxiety like it is going out of style. It has become a common phrase used but everyone whether they have it or not. And then it made me sad, that if my own mother didn't take my anxiety seriously did anyone else. Was I just seen as another 20 something that uses this phrase to express things that aren't even close to the mental