I believe in second chances. There was once a time in my life where I didn't believe in second chances. I had somewhat of a fixed mindset. I believed you couldn't change and that you were fixed in your ways for the rest of your life. However there were people in my life who believed in second chances and that people could change.
From the time I was 15-17 my life seemed to be somewhat of a downward spiral. I was failing school academically and disciplinary, I was constantly in trouble at home, and I was struggling with addiction. When I was 17 I finally hit rock bottom. I had moved out of my parents house, and failed out of Penn State. I constantly believed that my life would only get worse, would never get better and I was destined for failure. I thought I was bound to live a life of my fathers, which is a whole other story. Finally one night my mom drove to the place I was staying and told me to come home. After everything I put her through she was willing to give me a second chance. She was willing to put everything behind her and make sure I succeeded. She pushed me to go to school and make something of myself. Without my mom giving me that second chance I wouldn't have everything I do today, I probably wouldn't even be writing this post.
From the time I was 15-17 my life seemed to be somewhat of a downward spiral. I was failing school academically and disciplinary, I was constantly in trouble at home, and I was struggling with addiction. When I was 17 I finally hit rock bottom. I had moved out of my parents house, and failed out of Penn State. I constantly believed that my life would only get worse, would never get better and I was destined for failure. I thought I was bound to live a life of my fathers, which is a whole other story. Finally one night my mom drove to the place I was staying and told me to come home. After everything I put her through she was willing to give me a second chance. She was willing to put everything behind her and make sure I succeeded. She pushed me to go to school and make something of myself. Without my mom giving me that second chance I wouldn't have everything I do today, I probably wouldn't even be writing this post.