When I was with my god parents when I was seven to nine years old, they would always talk down to me and were very harsh when I had menial health episodes. They never believed in me or believed I would make it far in life. They thought of me as an emotional burden because of my outburst that was caused by trauma at an earlier age. Yet they still wanted me to act perfectly; they would take me to church and expect high of me; they would take me to school and expect good grades and manners. Yet hey still never took me to a therapist to process my emotions and most of the time my emotions would come out as anger and sadness, things I had held in me from the day my trauma happened. I had started to believe, “maybe they are right, maybe I am the problem.” Their cruel words started to grow on me. They made me doubt myself as a person, as a child, knowing they could have prevented this, yet they did not. When I went to church services I doubted if I was a believer of God. My god parent were not the best examples of God followers. They expect me to be great, when they could not even be a proper role model for me to follow behind. I had sat in my room countless times thinking to myself why I was not like other kids my age, I thought to myself, “I am the reason I am and not the “excuses” I make for myself.” From then on, I had lost interest in going to church and Sunday school, all because I thought I was not good enough to be with God. Later in my life I rediscovered being with God, I have made my first communion and been confirmed in the catholic church. God has shown me love and comfort in my lowest and highest form. It was a tough journey, but God was with me every step of the way. Now that I am seventeen, I believe otherwise, now I believe that I can go far in life if I work hard towards my goals. If I wanted something to change in my life, I must be the one to initiate the change. I am now in my second semester of senior year in high school working towards my high school diploma. So far, I have gotten into my dream school to study mechanical engineering at University of Houston Clear Lake (UHCL). I want to become a NASA engineer like my mom. I believe I can do this, for myself and prove my godparents wrong by becoming something they did not expect of me. I am incredibly grateful to my mom for being my number one supporter and being my first inspiration. The only thing I regret is not loving God sooner.