“Life is like a road you travel on '', Rascal Flatts. Change may seem bad at first but in the end things happen for a reason. My life had suddenly changed. Me and my mom got kicked out of our apartment with nowhere to really go. So I was thrown into living with my dad. There is a bright light always at the end of a dark tunnel. I have lived and been close with my mom since I was born. She had always been there for me but something in her changed. She said that I was old enough to be home alone. I agree but she would be gone all day or night. She started to hang around with the wrong people. In this small town there aren't many friend options. The part that really got me was when I had asked my mom where she was going and she said '' None of your business, you should go get your own life”. I just wanted to know because it would give me peace of mind that she was safe. After a while she seemed like she was never home. This was not the mom that raised me. While I was at school one day the police showed up to search the apartment and they found drug paraphernalia. Apparently it was her friends but that didn't matter because it was in our house. With that found we were evicted. Consequently we had to move in with my Nanna. Her house had only two bedrooms so me and my mom had to share a room. With all of our stuff together we really didn’t have room. It pushed me further into moving in with my dad because my mom was not changing her ways even though we got kicked out. So I made the tough decision to move in with my dad. I was never really close to him. Me and my sister shared a room so we had to fix his tool room into my own space. Me, my dad, and step mom all quickly fixed up my room for my quick move in. It was close to time for school to start so I needed to get situated. My dad didn’t have a lot but he tried to make me as comfortable as possible in my new environment. I am still living with my dad to this day. He and I didn’t see eye to eye at first. We weren’t used to being around each other all the time since I usually came over every other weekend. Without really seeing me he didn’t know how to parent. It was for sure a big adjustment for the both of us. We had to learn to meet each other in the middle. Now we are closer than ever. I can come and talk to him without him getting mad. With gaining my dad I feel that I kind of lost my mom. At the end of a dark tunnel there is always a bright light. Everything in life happens for a reason. You may question it now but everything in life has a purpose. Being thrown into something new isn’t always bad. Change can be good if you make it out to be.

“Life is like a road you travel on '', Rascal Flatts. Change may seem bad at first but in the end things happen for a reason. My life had suddenly changed. Me and my mom got kicked out of our apartment with nowhere to really go. So I was thrown into living with my dad. There is a bright light always at the end of a dark tunnel. I have lived and been close with my mom since I was born. She had always been there for me but something in her changed. She said that I was old enough to be home alone. I agree but she would be gone all day or night. She started to hang around with the wrong people. In this small town there aren't many friend options. The part that really got me was when I had asked my mom where she was going and she said '' None of your business, you should go get your own life”. I just wanted to know because it would give me peace of mind that she was safe. After a while she seemed like she was never home. This was not the mom that raised me. While I was at school one day the police showed up to search the apartment and they found drug paraphernalia. Apparently it was her friends but that didn't matter because it was in our house. With that found we were evicted. Consequently we had to move in with my Nanna. Her house had only two bedrooms so me and my mom had to share a room. With all of our stuff together we really didn’t have room. It pushed me further into moving in with my dad because my mom was not changing her ways even though we got kicked out. So I made the tough decision to move in with my dad. I was never really close to him. Me and my sister shared a room so we had to fix his tool room into my own space. Me, my dad, and step mom all quickly fixed up my room for my quick move in. It was close to time for school to start so I needed to get situated. My dad didn’t have a lot but he tried to make me as comfortable as possible in my new environment. I am still living with my dad to this day. He and I didn’t see eye to eye at first. We weren’t used to being around each other all the time since I usually came over every other weekend. Without really seeing me he didn’t know how to parent. It was for sure a big adjustment for the both of us. We had to learn to meet each other in the middle. Now we are closer than ever. I can come and talk to him without him getting mad. With gaining my dad I feel that I kind of lost my mom. At the end of a dark tunnel there is always a bright light. Everything in life happens for a reason. You may question it now but everything in life has a purpose. Being thrown into something new isn’t always bad. Change can be good if you make it out to be. I want to change the way people see getting help. They see it embarrassing and it shouldn't be. There is nothing wrong with needing help.

“Life is like a road you travel on '', Rascal Flatts. Change may seem bad at first but in the end things happen for a reason. My life had suddenly changed. Me and my mom got kicked out of our apartment with nowhere to really go. So I was thrown into living with my dad. There is a bright light always at the end of a dark tunnel. I have lived and been close with my mom since I was born. She had always been there for me but something in her changed. She said that I was old enough to be home alone. I agree but she would be gone all day or night. She started to hang around with the wrong people. In this small town there aren't many friend options. The part that really got me was when I had asked my mom where she was going and she said '' None of your business, you should go get your own life”. I just wanted to know because it would give me peace of mind that she was safe. After a while she seemed like she was never home. This was not the mom that raised me. While I was at school one day the police showed up to search the apartment and they found drug paraphernalia. Apparently it was her friends but that didn't matter because it was in our house. With that found we were evicted. Consequently we had to move in with my Nanna. Her house had only two bedrooms so me and my mom had to share a room. With all of our stuff together we really didn’t have room. It pushed me further into moving in with my dad because my mom was not changing her ways even though we got kicked out. So I made the tough decision to move in with my dad. I was never really close to him. Me and my sister shared a room so we had to fix his tool room into my own space. Me, my dad, and step mom all quickly fixed up my room for my quick move in. It was close to time for school to start so I needed to get situated. My dad didn’t have a lot but he tried to make me as comfortable as possible in my new environment. I am still living with my dad to this day. He and I didn’t see eye to eye at first. We weren’t used to being around each other all the time since I usually came over every other weekend. Without really seeing me he didn’t know how to parent. It was for sure a big adjustment for the both of us. We had to learn to meet each other in the middle. Now we are closer than ever. I can come and talk to him without him getting mad. With gaining my dad I feel that I kind of lost my mom. At the end of a dark tunnel there is always a bright light. Everything in life happens for a reason. You may question it now but everything in life has a purpose. Being thrown into something new isn’t always bad. Change can be good if you make it out to be. My mother didn't die but in the sense she did.

“Life is like a road you travel on '', Rascal Flatts. Change may seem bad at first but in the end things happen for a reason. My life had suddenly changed. Me and my mom got kicked out of our apartment with nowhere to really go. So I was thrown into living with my dad. There is a bright light always at the end of a dark tunnel. I have lived and been close with my mom since I was born. She had always been there for me but something in her changed. She said that I was old enough to be home alone. I agree but she would be gone all day or night. She started to hang around with the wrong people. In this small town there aren't many friend options. The part that really got me was when I had asked my mom where she was going and she said '' None of your business, you should go get your own life”. I just wanted to know because it would give me peace of mind that she was safe. After a while she seemed like she was never home. This was not the mom that raised me. While I was at school one day the police showed up to search the apartment and they found drug paraphernalia. Apparently it was her friends but that didn't matter because it was in our house. With that found we were evicted. Consequently we had to move in with my Nanna. Her house had only two bedrooms so me and my mom had to share a room. With all of our stuff together we really didn’t have room. It pushed me further into moving in with my dad because my mom was not changing her ways even though we got kicked out. So I made the tough decision to move in with my dad. I was never really close to him. Me and my sister shared a room so we had to fix his tool room into my own space. Me, my dad, and step mom all quickly fixed up my room for my quick move in. It was close to time for school to start so I needed to get situated. My dad didn’t have a lot but he tried to make me as comfortable as possible in my new environment. I am still living with my dad to this day. He and I didn’t see eye to eye at first. We weren’t used to being around each other all the time since I usually came over every other weekend. Without really seeing me he didn’t know how to parent. It was for sure a big adjustment for the both of us. We had to learn to meet each other in the middle. Now we are closer than ever. I can come and talk to him without him getting mad. With gaining my dad I feel that I kind of lost my mom. At the end of a dark tunnel there is always a bright light. Everything in life happens for a reason. You may question it now but everything in life has a purpose. Being thrown into something new isn’t always bad. Change can be good if you make it out to be. I wrote the narrative because that was a turning point in my life where I began to understand the importance of my mental health and others around me.

My father is a very intense gamer on various social media platforms . He will spend anywhere from five hours to eighteen hours at a time streaming . I know that socially it has become acceptable for this kind of behavior , but I disagree and believe that it is making real life social interaction extinct . Because of the new social norm families of online gamers no longer know what it like to sit at a table and play board games , play in the park , or take a Sunday drive . For example when me and my family are out at restaurant and one of his friends that plays the same games as him messages him and asks if he is online, he will start getting antsy and angry like an addict having withdrawals . Another issue is the impulse buying to keep up with the newest trends . For example my dad with drive to several different towns and different store to find the newest game out . I have noticed within my fathers friend circle just how introverted they all are and how they all seem to having difficulty reacting in real life . Even though within the gaming world they are extroverts . I feel that people are less courteous and compassionate towards other people , they tend to seek attention with shock value . It has become socially acceptable for people to be rude and say whatever they want without any regard towards other people feelings and opinions . Long gone are the days of people being modest and caring more about each other than about the amount of likes or views they receive . I believe that this has become the social norm because people are no longer having to face each other and there are no longer consequences for peoples actions . Also its harder for parents now days because social media is so prominent that it is normal for children to be consumed by all the trends and hype . They are being taught that being disrespectful , rude , and sometimes even being violent will earn you more likes and views with the promises of getting rich and famous . As our technology advances I fear that this new social norm will just become worse as the younger generations only know this way of life . I for one will not be part of this tragic new way of life .

“Life is like a road you travel on '', Rascal Flatts. Change may seem bad at first but in the end things happen for a reason. My life had suddenly changed. Me and my mom got kicked out of our apartment with nowhere to really go. So I was thrown into living with my dad. There is a bright light always at the end of a dark tunnel. I have lived and been close with my mom since I was born. She had always been there for me but something in her changed. She said that I was old enough to be home alone. I agree but she would be gone all day or night. She started to hang around with the wrong people. In this small town there aren't many friend options. The part that really got me was when I had asked my mom where she was going and she said '' None of your business, you should go get your own life”. I just wanted to know because it would give me peace of mind that she was safe. After a while she seemed like she was never home. This was not the mom that raised me. While I was at school one day the police showed up to search the apartment and they found drug paraphernalia. Apparently it was her friends but that didn't matter because it was in our house. With that found we were evicted. Consequently we had to move in with my Nanna. Her house had only two bedrooms so me and my mom had to share a room. With all of our stuff together we really didn’t have room. It pushed me further into moving in with my dad because my mom was not changing her ways even though we got kicked out. So I made the tough decision to move in with my dad. I was never really close to him. Me and my sister shared a room so we had to fix his tool room into my own space. Me, my dad, and step mom all quickly fixed up my room for my quick move in. It was close to time for school to start so I needed to get situated. My dad didn’t have a lot but he tried to make me as comfortable as possible in my new environment. I am still living with my dad to this day. He and I didn’t see eye to eye at first. We weren’t used to being around each other all the time since I usually came over every other weekend. Without really seeing me he didn’t know how to parent. It was for sure a big adjustment for the both of us. We had to learn to meet each other in the middle. Now we are closer than ever. I can come and talk to him without him getting mad. With gaining my dad I feel that I kind of lost my mom. At the end of a dark tunnel there is always a bright light. Everything in life happens for a reason. You may question it now but everything in life has a purpose. Being thrown into something new isn’t always bad. Change can be good if you make it out to be.

“Life is like a road you travel on '', Rascal Flatts. Change may seem bad at first but in the end things happen for a reason. My life had suddenly changed. Me and my mom got kicked out of our apartment with nowhere to really go. So I was thrown into living with my dad. There is a bright light always at the end of a dark tunnel. I have lived and been close with my mom since I was born. She had always been there for me but something in her changed. She said that I was old enough to be home alone. I agree but she would be gone all day or night. She started to hang around with the wrong people. In this small town there aren't many friend options. The part that really got me was when I had asked my mom where she was going and she said '' None of your business, you should go get your own life”. I just wanted to know because it would give me peace of mind that she was safe. After a while she seemed like she was never home. This was not the mom that raised me. While I was at school one day the police showed up to search the apartment and they found drug paraphernalia. Apparently it was her friends but that didn't matter because it was in our house. With that found we were evicted. Consequently we had to move in with my Nanna. Her house had only two bedrooms so me and my mom had to share a room. With all of our stuff together we really didn’t have room. It pushed me further into moving in with my dad because my mom was not changing her ways even though we got kicked out. So I made the tough decision to move in with my dad. I was never really close to him. Me and my sister shared a room so we had to fix his tool room into my own space. Me, my dad, and step mom all quickly fixed up my room for my quick move in. It was close to time for school to start so I needed to get situated. My dad didn’t have a lot but he tried to make me as comfortable as possible in my new environment. I am still living with my dad to this day. He and I didn’t see eye to eye at first. We weren’t used to being around each other all the time since I usually came over every other weekend. Without really seeing me he didn’t know how to parent. It was for sure a big adjustment for the both of us. We had to learn to meet each other in the middle. Now we are closer than ever. I can come and talk to him without him getting mad. With gaining my dad I feel that I kind of lost my mom. At the end of a dark tunnel there is always a bright light. Everything in life happens for a reason. You may question it now but everything in life has a purpose. Being thrown into something new isn’t always bad. Change can be good if you make it out to be. I am choosing to tell this story about my self because this is a crucial moment in my past, where I delt with my metal health witness the struggles of the people around me, that I wanted to help people when I grow up.