I am only 19 so I have not yet mastered the difficulties of life. Ever since I was a little kid, my dream was to work in the media industry such as filming/editing for movies or television. I had a little bit of practice growing up since my mother and I filmed weddings quite a few times. Now, I am not anything special when I say I have had a pretty hard life. Many other kids have, but their stories are not always the same. I grew up in a family of 4. My mom, dad, older brother, and I lived in a okay neighborhood. It seemed peaceful at the time in my early childhood days. My parents weren't home too often because of the whole job/school schedule. I grew up with the popular kids while my brother was seen as the outcast. As a child, I wasn't sure which way was right and wrong at the time. I joined this group of friends that would vandalize and steal from the community within the neighborhood. After a while, I felt it wasn't worth it to engage with kids like that. As a result of my absence from the group, I became an outcast just like my brother. Life was starting to get a bit rough. It didn't help when I was the first to find out about my mother cheating on my father. That's what really ruined my childhood. After my mom left, it came to the point where my father was letting the house go, and I just couldn't do everything for him at that age. I ended up moving out as well because I thought it would be a healthier environment. The new living situation was a slightly better option, but it still didn't help get rid of my spiraling depression. I started hurting myself at home because I was in so much pain that I had to find another way to let it out. I kept it hidden from my friends and family as best as I could because I didn't want anyone to worry. However, my friends did find out, and were there for me through every step. High school started getting better each year. I kept making new friends and my grades were very good. I took a radio/tv class in 10-12 grade to keep my dream alive. Things at home were still very stressful through those years though. It got to the point where I was happier being at school than at home. I started to excel in my radio/tv, art, math, and science classes. In 12th grade, I joined the National Math Honor Society, the National Art Honor Society, Skills USA, and Color Guard. It was probably the best year of my life because I felt so useful. I was the reporter for Skills USA, so having that role really made me feel good about tackling my dream to be in the media industry one day. Of course, I never wanted to do on-camera jobs. My media instructor always told me I would get there someday, and I hope one day I do. It's just hard where I am at today. I wasn't able to go to college because I had no money/car to do so. My family isn't helping out one bit, so It's up to me what I want to do with my future. I want to go to college one day so I can take steps in the right direction. So as of right now, I am working a part-time job so I can save up for a car to go to school. I am not giving up on my dream.