They got divorced when I was less than a year old. I had never before looked into my past to find the answers to who I was now and how to change it. This was my fresh start and I knew in order to truly fix myself and become successful in my life I would have to confront my issues. Even if they could not be fixed, I needed to be aware of them. I began working on my communication with my friends and family, and trying to make myself stop not letting me feel things.
This also allowed Tim to see what the problem was and how sever it was getting for me. TeiJay was so out of control I could not make him mined without getting extremely tuff with him. I did everything I could without getting physical and I did not want it to get to that point. After the summer had ended TeiJay came back home and I knew than what the right thing was to do for him and that was to go ahead and let him live with dad. But how was I going to convince my daughter to let these happen was the next step in the plan.
I never had a father figure and being a young boy at the reservation I really needed his advice. I needed his guidance and protection. Oh, man I wish I could have had him in my life. As far as my mother, that also brings pain and sorrow to my heart. She died while giving birth to me.
Child welfare law make itself be known threw out the public. You see I was the type that was afraid of my abuser so I never told until I got old enough till I knew even if he wanted to he couldn’t hurt me anymore. I feel like there are a lot of children out there like myself that’s why I wouldn’t mind being a speaker for kids in this situation that are waiting to be grown to fight back. I want them to know that child welfare is here to protect and serve people like us. I know how it feels to be beaten I would let them know that child welfare is a law that can
Quote: Initially she feels that she is out of place, “I don’t belong anywhere and I hate it”. After John’s death she understands that she doesn’t belong in his world, and therefore sets about creating her own sense of belonging. “I know now that what’s important is who I feel I am”. Conclusion: Josie’s transformation from schoolgirl to young adult is the result of a number of major events in her personal and school life. Indeed, without these influences, Josie’s heightened understanding of herself and others would never have occurred.
When they would talk about their families and tell me their stories of why they were there, I found myself getting angry at God. I didn’t understand how God could let a child go through all that suffering. I later realized that everything happens for a reason and that I was sent to Mindo for a special reason. I was to be a friend to these children. I wanted make their lives better, even if it was just for than one week I was in Mindo.
I didn’t see the truth of the matter back then and I remained unaware of this character defect until years later. I knew deep down that I had lost my way in life. Every time that truth would come into my mind, I would push it back down. This left me looking like an unaccomplished, unfocused 26-year-old woman, who had moved back in to her dad’s house. To some, all those factors would have been enough to elicit a change.
Resistant Attachment Resistant attachment is the attachment pattern characterizing infants who remain close to the parent and fail to explore before separation, then are usually distressed when the parent leaves. When the parent returns the infant combines clinginess with angry, resistive behavior. This theory of resistant attachment really interested me because I have witnessed it plenty of times with my boyfriend’s nephew, Noah, and his sister-in-law, Elizavette. When first reading this chapter I thought they had a secure attachment but once I dug a little deeper and we discussed it in class I realized that it was not secure at all. Noah as an infant was very attached to his mother, Elizavette.
I was in shock, I had plans to go places and all those dreams came to a halt. Life felt as if I were in slow motion. This experience gave me the realization on what it would be like if I were permanently disabled, like many out there. The saying my parents always used to preach to me “put yourself in their shoes” finally became apparent. I had to relearn how to navigate through my own home, use the restroom, bathe, and even change my own clothes.
Sometimes, I wonder what it's like to be "normal". For as long as I can remember, I've lived with OCD and anxiety disorder. As a young child, I never really knew what was going on up in my head, but I could tell I was different. I'd make this game for myself, that if I couldn't do a certain task in a certain amount of time, my day would go badly, or someone would get hurt, etc. If a friend was coming over, I'd have to clean and straighten everything or else we wouldn't have a fun time.