I believe in second chances. I believe every one has the right to make mistakes and I believe everyone deserves the chance to prove they’ve learned a lesson and changed. I believe in forgiveness and letting go of the past and looking ahead to the future. I believe giving every one grace, the forgiveness that you don’t deserve.
In the past year I’ve made more mistakes and messed up more than anyone I know. I’ve almost sacrificed everything important to me, my future especially. I went down the wrong path, a path of partying, lying, and giving into peer pressure. I’ve let down a lot of people but they’ve given me unconditional love and support that has steered me back on the right path.
At seventeen I’ve acted like I was way more grown up than I was. I ran my own life and I did as I pleased. My mom trusted me to do the right thing and to stay out of trouble. After the first time I got in trouble, my mother looked over it and assumed that I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. After the second, she forgave me; she was happy I was okay and believed I’d learned my lesson. Now here, after the third time I’ve been in serious trouble she has again forgiven me yet again, and knows I’ve changed.
I’ve seen the worse possibly version of myself, what I could be and how badly I need to step up and reprioritize my life. At my young age I have sat in a jail cell and known this is not how I want my life to be. I now understand that alcohol and drugs don’t make you cool, they bring you down. The instant gratification of them is not worth the lifelong scars they leave.
The past year has made me understand the importance of giving someone a second chance, and possibly even a third chance. I know I have the potential to do whatever I want to do, and I have a future in front of me that I’m not giving up on. I thank God that I have been blessed with people who are constantly are pulling for me and know I can achieve whatever I want to be in life. I believe in the second chance I was lucky enough to get.