Personal Narrative: The American Dream Varies

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The American Dream Varies

I realized that the American Dream, one of the most important things about being an American, isn’t one specific dream that we all have. Each and every person individually has their own specific ‘American Dream’ that is based on themselves, their values, personality, hopes, and goals. It wasn’t too long ago when I figured this out. I had been struggling with depression since 2011, and just recently in 2014 being junior in high school, understood that everyone has this different idea, what their American Dream is. I don’t want the same thing as other people do, I have a different dream.

One of the reasons I was depressed was (and not to sound like a typical teenage girl), was when I liked this kid named Junior. Junior was a special boy, really cute too. He had blue eyes, brown hair, a tall, muscular body, and literally everything good you’d want in a guy. I mean sure, he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but besides his lack of
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I literally couldn’t even shower without my parents in the room because they thought I would take my shaving razor and cut my self. I can honestly say it was a dark period of my life, I wanted to die. I started to notice every imperfection about my self. I was too skinny, my hair always looked bad, my face was ugly, I was too bony, looked anorexic. And there was one point where I would barely eat, because if they thought I didn’t eat, why not let them be right? That didn’t last long, I always ended up eating. But the self harming thing, got bad. I couldn’t tell you now how many times I’ve done it. Too many. I wish I didn’t, though. That bikini body, not happening. “Whats on your arms?” well cuts obviously. Those are things I'm going to always have to worry about. I still am depressed sometimes, no doubt. And sometimes, yes, I feel like self harming. I think depression really a scary and unpredictable thing, depression