Personal Narrative: Why Did I Fail As A Daughter

What does it mean to have failed? Did I fail as a daughter? Everyone at some point in his or her life has felt left behind, abandoned, or even over looked. Some people only deal with it for a small portion of their life, some people never get past it, and feel that way their whole life. I decided to move pass the feeling of being left behind, abandoned or over looked. When I was seven years old my father and I got in a fight that left me with out him for half my life. I always felt like I wasn’t good enough, it was my fault and I was a horrible daughter. I took my anger out on a lot of loved ones, and people in my life, I lost many friends, and even had many relationship problems with other family members. I failed my friends, my family and

most importantly my self. I let someone change me, they changed how I saw my self, my actions, how I viewed everyone and how they viewed me. I let one person’s actions affect my life for close to ten years. I can admit that I failed as a person, but learning how to deal with the fact you did and own up to your failure only proves that you can stand back up and be successful. I learned how to grow up with out always needing someone by my side. My mother was always there right behind me to help me when I fall down but always far enough away that I would learn to stand back up without always needing her.

My mom knew she couldn’t help me in the way she wanted to, she sent me to therapy and I’ve been going there for close to three years every two weeks. I use to be ashamed to tell someone I had to talk to counselor, but I know now I shouldn’t be ashamed to admit I needed help and still do to work through my issues with in my self and my relationship with my father. I wouldn’t have learned from my failure with out my mother. I thank my mother everyday for everything she has done for me either getting me extra help in school when I needed it, getting me supplies for school or projects, getting me help to deal with my own issues, giving up getting things for herself to make sure that I was happy and that I had everything I wanted and needed. I failed as a human being for a long time, but with the help of my mom I changed my ways and learned how truly be who I wanted to be, a confident, self-reliant, strong individual. I pray every day that I will continue to grow with out needing my mom that I will learn from my mistakes and hers. Only time will show us what I can do and I can only show others I will not fail

again.