My Early Life


I was born in a small town Winslow in Arizona. My mother was a teacher and the father of an economist. I had one younger sister. I finished primary and secondary school there. I was a great dog. I went to various competitions in mathematics, physics, geography. I also liked sports. Every day after school, I would get together with the company for an hour to play basketball. The sport has always been a kind of hobby until I start high school, I met the psychology that was most interesting to me at that moment. I read a lot about it, and I thought that one day I could deal with helping people.


My favorite psychologist was Freud. Simply that, his thinking encouraged me to learn more about the human soul and psyche. That’s why I decided to study psychology after high school. It was not easy to type, but I worked diligently and eventually succeeded.

As a boy, I knew I was a little naughty. I was able to make a joke on everyone’s account, but I also accepted the joke. I mostly liked my father to bake. He was always serious, and I smiled him with his pranks.

Reading so much about psychology, I realized that stress is our greatest enemy. I indirectly encouraged people to be less stressed by talking to them about anything they did not think about their problems, and that’s what I was doing with my hand. My friend had a difficult family situation. He lived with a single mother, and I often came to cheer him up, and I was urging him to graduate from college to make it easier for his mother to do what he did and become one of the better lawyers.

Sometimes they laughed at me in high school, seeing me reading books on holidays, related to psychology by telling me that I would be as crazy as other psychologists. I did not mind that, and I did not pay attention.


I was still young but mature enough to listen to people and give them advice that might have helped them make decisions. I never liked to persuade people what to do. I thought it was manipulating that’s why I always spoke indirectly and emphasized that it was my advice and that I might have done so. Many listened to me, realizing that I know how to share tips. Even my professor of psychology was delighted with my way of thinking.

Began to study and thought my life was perfect. I met new faculty friends with whom I could talk all night about problems and solve them together. But everything changed one night.

A. Carr Sarah