Personal Narrative: My High School Transcript

In regards to my high school transcript, I have some explaining to do. My transcript undoubtedly does not completely reflect my academic ability and potential. I have been plagued by many complicated situations throughout my life and been thrown “curveballs” left and right. I have struggled with depression, and grown up in an unstable environment. In which caused my grades to suffer, but my SAT scores prove me just as capable as any other candidate.
I have always struggled with depression. I have tried to avoid it, I’ve tried to convince myself that “I’m better” or that “I’m okay.” But the truth is, in short, I’m not. I have even avoided this application for months on the misconception that “I’m not good enough.” I was plagued by the thought,

“They don’t care.” I was misconstrued on the precipice in which admission is granted. I always thought it was about: how smart one is, how well they do in class, the grades they make, the scores they have. I am now enlightened by the fact that College of Charleston encourages diversity and individuals with individuality. Which I, by far, have plenty of, and believe I would be a great fit to the community.
More on my personal experience with depression, I have been plagued by the inability to function properly for so many days in the past few years the number is astronomical. My 9th grade year was the absolute worst bout of depression that I’ve ever been subject to. I missed over 33 days of school and was going through the process of becoming intermittent homebound for my depression, but then I moved to Augusta. Thus, my therapist could no longer see me, and I switched schools in the fourth quarter and didn’t have much time to adjust and get my affairs in order to do well on Georgia’s standardized final exams.
Financial and literal instability have also troubled me throughout my entire educational career. From kindergarten to 12th grade (12 years), I have attended 19 schools, some for only a week! Though in high school (3 years), I have attended a total of 5. Though much less moving, their timing could not have been worse. I switched schools my 9th grade in the midst of the fourth quarter. In my 10th grade year, I actually moved to another school, and then came back later in the year. Now, my senior year is looking much more promising. I’m in the third quarter and things don’t seem to be looking like moving is in my future (until college of course).
To conclude, in my short life of seventeen years I have already been tormented by some of the worst issues one can face in terms of an educational career. But I have overcome these worries. I am now living in a stable environment and have been living in one place since July (surprising long for me). I have more recently been seeing a therapist and psychologist for my mental health and depression. Things are truly beginning to look up for me. But, more than anything, I would like to see them look up at College of Charleston.