My life has not been an easy one by no means. But I have learned a lot from having Tourette’s Syndrome. Like the fact, that having fake friends is not an avenue anyone really wants to take. I have real friends, something everyone should be blessed with. These are the people who help you want to be more and do more than anyone ever expected. These are positive role models who cheering you on.
There are some peers in my school who have made fun of me, but I don’t let them get to me. It has been something I have had to work hard to overcome. My mom tells me those are the people who only want to be around when they get something in return, not when its inconvenient for them. These are not people who are unconditional with there time,energy, or help. Something you learn early on is how to let go of these fake people. In a world full of fakes, I prefer the real people who make you a better version of yourself.
One of the most memorable things that I have had happen was one of joy but at the same time one of sadness. My brother, Chris, who is nine years and nine months older than me got married to a wonderful girl named, Samantha Moore. Samantha and Chris were married on September 6th, 2014. They had decided due to the placed they worked they would live in a little town called Moulton, Alabama. This is about a 45 minute drive from where I live in Florence, Alabama. Which means we wouldn’t be able to see them much. I have always been very close to my brother and I knew the dynamics of this would change drastically. I was the best man at the wedding, and I knew this would be hard for me but I was determined to make it a great day for them both. I had a speech I had wrote out and wanted to say as we toasted to them. I named times and memories my brother and I had together. In my speech and toast I mentioned how I loved him and how I would miss him. The speech was made to be funny, but instead, I got a lot of awwww’s… the people at the wedding felt bad instead of laughing they were crying. My brother later told me, I had almost stolen the show from them with that speech. I think of that time often and even though I don’t see him as much as I would like, I am still close to him but miss being in the same house with him. We have had our times of fights but we are still family and nothing is more important than family. But as you can see it was a joyous day but a sad one too. I may have lost my brother from being close by, but I gained a sister in the process. This is one of the most meaningful and memorable experiences of my life.