Mental Growth Psychology

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What I learned from observing how others act and my own mental growth, is that everyone starts off as a very simple life form that thrives to meet only the necessary needs for survival and slowly starts to become more and more complex where the simple concern for survival is shaped to be able to adapt to the environment, perform complex tasks and make logical and conscious decisions. So, just as most other humans, I was born with a very simple mind. Mother said I didn’t cry as much as other infants and I was as jolly as I could’ve been. I was the only child they had and that had a huge impact on my personality. I never had to fight with a sibling for something or have company all the time. Doing things by myself or with my parents was a norm, …show more content…

It was hurtful in the beginning, but I got used to this type of treatment. There were only 3 people in who were actually good friends with me, funny thing is none of them were Muslim unlike my friends in the last district. My best friend in this district was actually my first pet dog, Tommy. I found her in the hospital with 6 other puppies. Unfortunately, 4 of them died in the hands of horrible kids from the slums as they dragged them across the street because it was “FUN”. I couldn’t watch them kill the last two and I kept them near our house and named the boy Thomas and the girl Tommy. Thomas was stolen in the first month, so I held on to Tommy with all care. My dad and I fed her mother and Tommy daily and we took care of Tommy whenever she was dirty or sick. Every day I came back from school, Tommy would get so wild and lash out on me and start licking me foot. Honestly, I have never felt such care from anyone outside my family and Tommy was, without a doubt, my best friend. She is one the reason that I didn’t become depressed living …show more content…

We had to leave Tommy behind and I was really sad because I didn’t get to see her grow up. It was all too sudden for me as I was just getting better adjusted to this district, and now I have to leave it all for a whole new culture. In 2010 around July we arrived to LAX and we were greeted by my uncle. I was so amazed to see such clean streets with tons of new cars, as opposed to heavy traffic jams of old buses and rickshaws with people walking everywhere. I was amazed by the first impression of the outside, but the second impression of the inside wasn’t so pretty for me or my

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