Many things have shaped me into the person I am today. Some of them are so insignificant I can't even place them, but others I will remember until I take my very last breath. I will never forget what happened to me and my family since the time my mom was diagnosed with cancer. Because my mom had cancer for a good portion of my childhood, I became very mature, gained a new respect for people, and I have developed a new outlook on life.
I had to become very mature very quickly after my mom got sick. My mom was diagnosed with stage three colon cancer in 2008. I was only eleven years old. It was shocking to me because I was still a little girl, and I was worry free and happy. Having her so sick changed me because I didn't have the time to be a little girl anymore. I had to take care of my younger siblings because there was nobody else able to. I hated seeing my mom so sick; it tore me apart. I was always left alone with my two little sisters. I had no time to do anything for myself, and at the time I felt it was very unfair. My dad made me stop all of my after school activities, so that I could be at home with my younger sisters. I grew to hate my parents because I desperately wanted their attention, but they were always too busy. Things that were important to me weren't important to them, and I was furious. I had to grow up faster than most kids.
I had to take on a lot of responsibility when my mom got sick; my new responsibilities also helped me become more mature. I learned a lot of valuable things when my mom was sick. Having her too sick to do anything forced me into taking charge. So, when she became sick again in 2010 I was prepared. It really was not a shock to me because somehow I knew she would not stay well for long. I did all the cooking. I resented it at the time, but now I am confident in my cooking abilities. In fact, I love to cook. I also learned how to keep a clean house; that might help me someday. I learned to be stronger, and things just didn't affect me anymore. By the time I was 13, I no longer had the mindset of a child. I didn't get along with other kids my age. Frankly, I found them repulsive. It was a good and a bad thing for me. I felt so alone. My depression grew with each month, but it made me a stronger person. I came to rely on myself, and I did not reply on other people anymore. I learned to trust in my own abilities, and I came to the realization that the world is a cruel place.
I have a new respect for people who are sick because I understand how it can affect them. I have a new sympathy for...