HumanSexualityAutobiography Essay Research Paper To put my

HumanSexualityAutobiography Essay, Research Paper

To put my life into perspective, it has basically been surprising, sad, exhilarating, and many more adjectives that I can just barely begin to describe. So far in my life I have been pretty fortunate being brought up in America and into this world with generous parents, which in some ways makes me fairly spoiled. The one problem with being spoiled is that many kids the same age as you are jealous and use being spoiled against you in every way that they get a chance. I guess that is part of the trials and tribulations growing up.

I was born on August 8th, 1977, in Philadelphia, PA at 9:23 A.M. in Gene.s Hospital. I was 6 lbs. and 5 ounces, but I was sick and wouldn.t eat so I dropped below 6 pounds. Eventually I was alright to bring home so my parents brought me to my new surroundings in a small apartment in South Philly. As I was growing up the first good recollection I have of my childhood is meeting my best friend named Chris. I had just turned three years old and he was only a month older than me. I knew from that point in time we would be best friends for a very long time. However, Chris had to move away when we were about the age of nine. At this point in time I began to make a group of new friends, in which we played sports all of the time. The only problem with this was that Chris and I had a special connection and I didn.t develop that with these kids for a really long time. My new friends Tim, Sean, Mike, and Chris basically could be really mean, because that is what kids do best.

Jumping back to when I was 8 years old, I endured a couple of tragedies in my life. It was four days after Christmas and my sister and I were going to go to the Ice Capades with my Aunt Sheila and Uncle John the next day. When I was eight I was not that lovable towards girls and I would really never give my aunt a hug or a kiss. When I found out that we were going to go to the Ice Capades I decided that I was going to give her a hug and a kiss that night just to prove to her that I did care about her and everything she did for me. Well, on December 29th, 1985 my uncle got into a car accident with my aunt and cousin in the car with him. I was told that they stopped at a 7-Eleven and were arguing because my uncle had too much to drink. So they left the store and were going back home, but they basically took off in a hurry. My aunt did not put on her seat belt, so when the accident happened she snapped her neck and died instantly. My cousin and uncle were hospitalized with a couple of injuries, but my aunt was already gone.

After my aunt died my uncle went back into drugs and so did my cousin. Once my aunt was gone there lives were basically in shambles, and they were a living wreck. In March of 1986, only two and a half months after my aunt was dead, my uncle ended his life too. He was having a get together at his place in Philly. He entered the bathroom, but didn.t come out alive. He injected himself with a drug and overdosed, in which he was laying on his back and choked on his own vomit. After this was going on I was an extremely troubled kid, not to mention that my parents were split up.

As I got older my dad came back home to live with my mom to reconcile their marriage. Once I turned the age of 15 I was now in high school, which was a very big step for me. This began a whole new life for me taking into consideration that I was going to a Catholic high school. The second day of school I met this girl by the name of Carrie. She lived right around the corner of my new house in Mt. Laurel, NJ. It must have been a blessing in disguise meeting her because I am still great friends with her as of today. I care about her a lot I would do anything for her.

Anyway, I turned the age of 16 and that is when girls really started taking interest in me. I began to date a few girls during this point in my life and I wasn.t really as experienced as the guys that got their good looks a couple of years before me. Eventually I began to get pretty confident, especially about my appearance. At this age there were a couple of girls that wanted to have sex with me. During that time I was set on finding a girl I really cared about before I had sex. When I turned 17 years old I began to realize that I was becoming a very attractive kid, and not to be cocky about the situation, but I used it to my advantage. I was a dating machine at the age of seventeen and I was really proud of it too.

A couple of days after I turned 18 years old I met this girl by the name of Gwen. She was absolutely gorgeous and also only 16 years old. She was 5-10 with blonde hair and green eyes, and she had an unmistakably incredible body. As I got to know her better I knew she was the type of girl I could easily fall for. The only problem being that she cheated on me with my friend Joe. At that point in time I stopped talking to both of them. A couple of months later I was friends with Joe again and I took Gwen back as my girlfriend again. Once again there was a problem. On Valentine.s Day of 1996 my girlfriend Gwen cheated on me with one of my best friends named Mike. That is when her and I were not going to reconcile anything. I was really hurt.

Right after Gwen I dated Andrea, and she was just the opposite. She was a very jealous girl that got worried easily thinking that I might cheat on her. I believe at that point in my life I