Most people think I live a very privileged life with very little setbacks. Which is mostly true. I am lucky to come from a family with two loving parents that support me in all my endeavors. However, there was a time in my life when my happy semblance was a facade. During most of my elementary schools years (2nd-5th), I had to make a lot of adjustments. My parents had split up when I was in the first grade. Being as young as I was, it was hard to fathom the changes and why they were necessary. I moved four times during these years. Three of which were with my dad. All my stuff was split between houses. My mother would go through bouts of unhappiness that really affected me. All the while I was trying to enjoy a carefree childhood. This is not a slam on my parents, they were definitely doing the best they could for me and my sisters, and their split was the best decision in the long run. I decided to share this story because of how much stronger of a person I became. Even though I was in elementary school, I recognized changes within myself. For example, I became more independent, started pitching in more around the house, and for the first time I was putting my feelings aside and learning to cope maturely.
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