My eccentricities concerned my parents, but I was young, so they assumed that I would outgrow my insecurities. To their relief, their predictions seemingly came true. By the time I reached the fifth grade, many of my earlier problems had been assuaged. Temporarily.
One morning, I was reading a teenage girl magazine, and I came across an article about suicide prevention. It was a subject I knew little about, so naturally I wanted to learn more. However, when I discovered what the word suicide meant, I was stunned. It had never occurred to me that human beings had the ability to take their own lives; I had always assumed that death resulted of external circumstances: car accidents, terminal illness, old age. This realization became a turning point in my life and death became all too real a phenomenon; my life was …show more content…
The sleepless nights and lonely days had taken a toll upon me; I was constantly sick and estranged from my all who cared about me. However, the process of returning myself to a state of normalcy was arduous. My inner demons were relentless, and their voices reduced me to hysteria with the slightest weakening of my defenses. To keep my mind occupied, I threw myself into volunteering, and began to run the technology utilized in youth programs sponsored by my church. This activity taught me the value in hard work, and also also gave me perspective upon the suffering of individuals in the community. My technical skills proved valuable in the function of programs dedicated to aiding the less fortunate in our