Changing for the Better

This article is an excerpt from the Winter 2015 Teen Talk Magazine written by members of the TRC’s Teen Advisory Committee (TAC). Read the other articles here!

Samsang By Samsang Dolma

I’ve never liked change. There’s always been a comfort in following the same routine, hanging around the same people, even something as simple as taking the same route every day to and from school. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t like this. There is no denying that growing up I went through a lot of changes during times where I was truly learning about who I was. I mean, at 6 I moved to New York City, a highly foreign and overwhelming place for someone that had come from a small village in Tibet. Leaving my mom and the place where I had lived for my most of my life for somewhere I couldn’t even speak the language was probably the biggest change in my life. The fear of the unknown is the main reason why I don’t like changes. It terrifies me to the point where I start to overthink if this change will have consequences. Will it impact not only me, but also the people around me? If so, is it really worth it?

It was not until the end of sophomore year when I began understanding the importance of change. As the typical immigrant family story goes, my parents wanted the absolute best for me. They wanted me to have the education that they never had the privilege of receiving. However, during sophomore year I started socializing often with a girl who I had known since middle school. I spent a lot of time with her doing everything and anything, but never the right thing. My test scores started dropping and the pile of missing assignments for classes started piling up. Yet, despite all I’ve said, I feel like she wasn’t the person to blame for this. It felt like it was all of my fault because I had let her influence me.

It was a month before regents week when I started cramming notes in my head for the exams before realizing just how unprepared I was. A whole entire year of my high school career was wasted doing things I regretted, and I couldn’t get that year back. I couldn’t undo what had already
been done. I stopped talking to this person, making a clear boundary between me and her so that she wouldn’t interfere with my assignments, and although it was difficult I knew it was a change I had to make. It was for my own good.

Change is not the easiest thing in the world, it never was and it never will be, however it is something that I think everyone needs so they can grow as a person and experience new things. I’m still afraid of making changes in my life, but I’ve realized that even recognizing that I need to make a change in my life is a great thing. It’s probably the first step of making the change. If I don’t make changes in my life to challenge myself and experience new things, how will I continue to grow?