My full name is Nathan Thomas Hirth. I am currently a freshman in college, attending Edinboro University. I have no major because I have no idea where I want my life to go, but this is not about where I 'm going, it is about where I have been. Fortunately, that is something I have a lot more knowledge about. I was born in Franklin, Pennsylvania on November 23, 1996. Nothing very special about it; a lot of screaming, probably a lot of blood, definitely some shit, and me. My parents owned an herb farm where they raised and sold plants with my brother who was four at the time. For the next few years I grew up surrounded by a loving family; my parents and older brother, several aunts and uncles, cousins, and my grandparents on my dad 's side.
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So what was wrong? Well, my dad was a drunken asshole. He and my mom would argue often, with most nights ending in a screaming match. Then, one Christmas Eve he went too far; pulling the keys out of the car while my mom was stopped at an intersection so that he could get another drink from the trunk. My mom took us to our uncles that night, where we stayed for several months. Eventually my parents worked it out and we went home. My dad had promised to stop drinking, but the problem with people is that they do not like to change. Soon enough things were worse than before, and it did not take long for him to get physical with my mom and with my older brother. This led to a PFA against him when I was about 10-12. This time however, it was him that had to leave. For the next few years I went back and forth between my mom and dad while they tried once again to work things out. In this time our business died and our farm went into disrepair. After a few years of continued struggling my dad and mom came to hate each other, with each blaming the other for all their problems. My brother sided with my mom while I found myself pulled in two …show more content…
My family was very introverted and my brother and I were both cyber schooled. Therefore, neither of us had any friends and were both socially awkward. I hated being like that, so after the last blow out with my dad I decided to enroll in public school. I enter public school in the eleventh grade, which was quite the adjustment. I learned a lot and came out of my shell, but by summer I was still a loner. Senior year was the best time of my life. I made several friends, started really thinking about my future, and became comfortable around other people. Most importantly though, I had my first serious relationship. This girl would shape me and my life. We dated for eight months, and it made me truly happy for the first time in my life. She helped me to realize my own potential, giving me a huge boost in confidence, and was the reason I decided to come to Edinboro. To my utter dismay, all good things must end. I was blind sided when she told me she had kissed another boy. Ironically, she was the one to break up with me, even after I forgave her. So, I spent the summer before college working at my first job and longing for a girl who was moving on with her life while my heart was still lying crushed on the floor. She was my first girlfriend, lover, friend, and
So what was wrong? Well, my dad was a drunken asshole. He and my mom would argue often, with most nights ending in a screaming match. Then, one Christmas Eve he went too far; pulling the keys out of the car while my mom was stopped at an intersection so that he could get another drink from the trunk. My mom took us to our uncles that night, where we stayed for several months. Eventually my parents worked it out and we went home. My dad had promised to stop drinking, but the problem with people is that they do not like to change. Soon enough things were worse than before, and it did not take long for him to get physical with my mom and with my older brother. This led to a PFA against him when I was about 10-12. This time however, it was him that had to leave. For the next few years I went back and forth between my mom and dad while they tried once again to work things out. In this time our business died and our farm went into disrepair. After a few years of continued struggling my dad and mom came to hate each other, with each blaming the other for all their problems. My brother sided with my mom while I found myself pulled in two …show more content…
My family was very introverted and my brother and I were both cyber schooled. Therefore, neither of us had any friends and were both socially awkward. I hated being like that, so after the last blow out with my dad I decided to enroll in public school. I enter public school in the eleventh grade, which was quite the adjustment. I learned a lot and came out of my shell, but by summer I was still a loner. Senior year was the best time of my life. I made several friends, started really thinking about my future, and became comfortable around other people. Most importantly though, I had my first serious relationship. This girl would shape me and my life. We dated for eight months, and it made me truly happy for the first time in my life. She helped me to realize my own potential, giving me a huge boost in confidence, and was the reason I decided to come to Edinboro. To my utter dismay, all good things must end. I was blind sided when she told me she had kissed another boy. Ironically, she was the one to break up with me, even after I forgave her. So, I spent the summer before college working at my first job and longing for a girl who was moving on with her life while my heart was still lying crushed on the floor. She was my first girlfriend, lover, friend, and