<p>can someone critique my essay and give me tips...its my first try writing it.</p>
<p>Iam resilient. I believe that my life will never be perfect, there is no such thing. The four years of my high school have been a roller coaster in my personality and ****. There were times I felt like I wouldnt make it. But here I am today a survivor. I have had to push myself in life and reward myself for my achievements. My parents didnt support me emotionally. My mother would actually discouraged me and make me feel useless. I felt so tiny, insignificant, and my confidence and self-esteem were severely damaged. This is a situation I have had to deal with all my life and just five months ago I have begun to recover. The beginning of ninth grade I broke down and I let my emotions intervene with my education, causing me to get low grades like a D in English and French. When I graduated middle school, I thought my mother would just fill me with affections and say to me I am proud of you. I worked so hard to graduate from middle to show my mom that I was smart and I am going to be someone big in life. As I got up the stage, I looked for her but didnt find. After the ceremony, everybody started to hug their families and I saw no one of mine, I was standing alone. I felt worthless and angry that my own mother wasnt there for me. At that instant I didnt care about my education anymore because no one else cared, in my view there was no point. So I would ditch through my ninth grade year and showed poorly interest. In tenth grade, I had an epiphany. All this that I was doing to myself didnt affect my mother in any way, it just harmed me. Ironically, I was harming myself for no reason and I was drowning myself. And I couldnt do that no more, I learned that just because no one celebrates you doesnt mean you cant either. If I wanted to feel good about myself and be happy then I had to do what I think was the best for me. My mother was no longer an obstacle because she actually became my strength. I know how it feels to be a failure and people just push you until you have no hope. And even after her abusing me all these years, I am still able to stand up every time she pulls me down.</p>