https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w Include a description of a time from your early adolescent or late adolescent years where your PERSONAL FABLE influenced your behavior or feelings. (Explain with enough detail that others can understand, but be sure to not incriminate anyone.) en-us 2019-01-03 17:23:34 UTC 2019-01-28 04:00:17 UTC hello@padlet.com kpschwery https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/322761413 _{I was in middle school, when I feel I was going through the fable stage the most. I remember having one of my first "real" crushes, he had lived close to me so we spent A LOT of time together. He ended up moving away, and I remember being very EMOTIONAL about it. I even remember telling my mom, "you do not understand". With puberty inflicting my cortisol, and hormones I was very sad and heartbroken. I had felt as if no one in the world was going through this emotionally time. I felt alone and I was not willing to hear anyones advice, I just had to experience it in my own and learn from it.} ]]> 2019-01-21 19:07:45 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/322761413 cklosen16 https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/322780198 When I was about 10-13 years old, I had a very low self-esteem. Whenever I would ask someone to hang out and they told me they had something else going on I took it very hard. I would get off the phone with my friend and instantly start crying. My mom would always try to explain to me that it wasn't
because they didn't want to hang out with me, but because they had something going on. I would get so upset and emotional about someone simply having other plans for the day, but I believe they didn't want to hang out with me. ]]> 2019-01-21 20:28:27 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/322780198 https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323261871 One fable story from my adolescence that sticks out to me the most happened during high school. I had been "dating" a guy for a month when he broke up with me, and a week later starting dating my best friend. I was completely heartbroken over the situation and felt incredibly betrayed. While this was a bad situation, I was overly-dramatic and incredibly emotional. I refused to talk to my ex-boyfriend and best friend for a very long time. I really was convinced that bad things only seemed to happen to me, and that no one else could possibly understand how I was feeling or what I was going through. I remember crying hysterically to my mom telling her that she couldn't possibly understand how I felt. ]]> 2019-01-22 23:27:02 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323261871 christensenmm https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323583176 When I was in middle school I had one of the hardest times of my life. I was bullied and lost all of my friends. I became very insecure and put myself in a shell. I would try to make friends and was always pushed back down. I cried almost everyday i went to school and begged my mom not to make me go. But she did and not that I look back I am glad because it only made me stronger. ]]> 2019-01-23 17:44:54 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323583176 tranvd https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323700629 A fable story from my adolescents take me back to high school. I had a crush on one of my really good guy friends and heard through the grapevine that he also had a crush on me. Me, being the "shy" one, didn't want to make the first move and ask him out so I waited. But, I waited too long and he eventually asked out another one of my friends. I remember being anger and emotional  at her and him whenever I would see them together(which felt like ALL the time!), thinking that they both went behind my back. My mom caught on to my anger and being emotional state and asked what was going on. When I told her, she said that everything will be ok and there are "other fist in the sea". As I was crying telling her "no there isn't", I mentioned that she didn't understand high school stuff, my feelings, or what was going on.]]> 2019-01-23 21:35:29 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323700629 jana98874 https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323756425 My fable story is in high school all my friends were older than my by almost a year as I started school when I was 4. Well keep in mind I am probably much older than most of you. I grew up in a very small town only like 2000 people and the thing everyone did was cruise main street. So my friends and I would cruise main with the windows all the way down (No matter the temperature or other weather conditions)because you had to talk to each other as you passed by and we also would be smoking cigarettes the really thin cool ones of course. This is an example of me thinking that I was invincible not only I would not get sick from having the windows down but the smoking part because only old people got cancer from smoking or that it would not happen to me if I smoked. I think back now and say man was I stupid. ]]> 2019-01-24 02:57:33 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/323756425 colemanza https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324683465 A fable story that sticks out in my head from high school has to do with me thinking I was invincible and not using my best judgement. When I was playing select softball there was one day where I had multiple injuries happen to the same hand (got a ball thrown at it before I had my glove on, landed on it wrong after diving to catch a ball, and getting stepped on when diving into a base). I knew something was wrong with it as it was very bruised and swollen but I continued to play on it, not just for that day, but for 2 weeks. I thought I was invincible and would play through the pain, I also thought that my team wouldn't be as good without me there on the field with them. It however got to the point where I had to have my sister help me put my glove on my hand because it was so swollen. By the end of the 2 weeks I could not put my glove on my hand anymore and finally told my coach and mom about it. We ended up going to the doctor where we learned that I had broken 3 bones in my hand.  Looking back it was dumb of me not to get it looked at as soon as it started to swell and bruise the way it did but I wanted to be the hero and didn't want to admit something was wrong.]]> 2019-01-27 15:07:40 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324683465 DestiniCrane https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324727213 A fable story of mine that sticks out to me happened in high school. I thought nothing bad could ever happen to me that I can do whatever I wanted. Well when I turned 16 my parents gave me my moms CTS for my first car. One day after school a car came up to me and he said race me. Well I decided lets do this, I wanted to beat him. Well we were on the back roads and the road turned from concrete to gravel and my car flipped and we ended up in the ditch an so did he. We both trashed our cars and got pretty injured. This is an example of me loving to do risky things because I never got hurt until this time. I never thought of what my actions can lead to. I look back now and I can not believe how stupid I was. ]]> 2019-01-27 20:42:20 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324727213 baileyln https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324738402 The fable story that instantly comes to mind happened to me during my middle school years. One of my best friends started hanging out with another girl in our grade that I did not get along with. Pretty soon, my best friend started coming up with excuses not to talk to me or hang out with me. I caught her a few times in her lies about her mom saying she can't go out, but she would post pictures of being with this other girl. Oh the down fall social media can bring! Well, I would be so emotional and so hurt over this. I felt betrayed and I was so angry! My mom would try to talk to me and tell me I have other friends and that this happens all the time. She would say throughout our lives friends come and go. But, I was over dramatic and thought she was my only "true" friend and I would never have another best friend (keep in mind she was not the only one I hung out with). I swore up and down to my mom that she didn't understand how this situation works and this is only happening to me. No one else in the WORLD could understand what I was going through. As I said, I was a tad bit over dramatic at that age. ]]> 2019-01-27 22:11:38 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324738402 steinacherkl https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324740671 The fable story that comes to mind was when I was in the eighth grade and my best friend was dating a guy that was pretty good friends to the both of us before they started dating. Well, she started dating him and sometimes the guy would talk to me on MSN messenger, just saying things like how close of friends we were and he really liked me and just things along those lines. I thought that wasn't right and wanted my friend to know. I told her and she did not believe me and this whole feud started between us. I did not understand what I did so wrong but it was an all out feud. She would start rumors about me, trash my things, and make other girls that we use to hang out with stop talking to me. I thought that no one else was having these horrible experiences with their friends, why was this happening to me. I do not remember how but we ended up forgetting why we were fighting and became the best of friends again and never had another fight again. ]]> 2019-01-27 22:34:39 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324740671 hilljl2 https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324762173 The Personal Fable that comes to mind was when I was seventeen years old.  I had gotten my driver’s license and I was the only one in my group of friends whose mom would allow me to drive her new vehicle.  My mom had a Nissan Altima with a Bose stereo system that we would crank up and hot rod around. I tried my best to “Tokyo Drift” her automatic vehicle which I realize now is extremely stupid. At one point I took my friends to a house party and after leaving I backed the vehicle into a brick enclosed mailbox. I was not allowed to drive my mom’s vehicle after that.  ]]> 2019-01-28 02:07:56 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324762173 abbiefarrand https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324770403 A story from my adolescent years that depicts how my personal fable influenced my behavior is when I left my homework at home one day. I truly felt that this had never happened to any other person before, and that no one would understand. I began to cry uncontrollably and my teacher had to send my to the counselor's office just so she could help to calm me down. Even as she explained to me that people forget things every day and that I wasn't the only one this had happened to, I truly felt like my situation was unique to me and no one else had ever experienced it.

]]> 2019-01-28 03:15:57 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324770403 https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324775346 A time in my life that comes to mind was when I was a young mom of 2 and was going college full time, working a part time job during the day in between classes and working a full time night shift job at night. I feel like this is a personal fable because I thought I could go on little to no sleep and it wouldn't affect me. I later found out the hard way and ended up getting very sick and had to be put in the hospital. ]]> 2019-01-28 03:58:07 UTC https://padlet.com/prochnowcj/cbwspixh8p8w/wish/324775346