The Changes in My Perspective Growing Up

A Different Perspective The setting in which I grew up in was a country home fifteen minutes away from the town where I attended school. Living here made me realize that the country life wasn't for me but it also gave me more of an open mind on numerous subjects as of acceptance of differentiation and understanding the emotions pursed by my peers. I still to this day live here but I hope to move out soon, for I've been here for seventeen years and I would like to fulfill my wish to live in the city.

When I was growing up, my parents and the other people around me seemed to like it here and tended to embrace it and so to be like them I was dressed up like a cute little cowgirl that I thought I was with little thought that when I got older would be the complete opposite. I was never told to "just be yourself" or "you're perfect just the way you are", I just always inferred it.

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As I grew older I started having different interests than everyone else around me: different music taste, different taste in foods, different taste in style. I never thought that I was odd or strange for this I just thought that I was embracing who I truly was. My friends started to view me different so I found more accepting ones who had very similar interests, but it seemed as though the more my friend group changed, the more my room changed, the more I changed, the more my parents started to act not so bright and cheerful like they did when I was a little cowgirl.

Growing more attached to these interests or just growing more in general, my folks started to worry because they knew I was different and this wasn't all that great in their eyes. They grew stricter and enforced more rules, that I didn't necessarily understand. They started snooping through my mp3 player and paying more attention to the things | liked. There was a time where I wasn't allowed to listen to my mp3 player because didn't fit their liking or I wasn't allowed to hang out with any of my friends because my parents believed they were changing me.

As I grew older, my interests didn't change much but they did expand. I became more outgoing, I wanted to try new things and travel to different places but I also quickly grew tired of my hometown. It was too small and too close minded like my parents. I mean no offense by this it's just the truth. Going through these trials of acceptance of my parents, it made me become more open minded and more understanding in general. As I grew, all of this made me want to accept people for who they are no matter what set them apart of from the status quo; this also helped me start giving everyone a chance instead of judging their shell.