My name is Tayla Godrich and I am asking for support to help send me to University to do my undergraduate in Clinical Psychology.
I would like to start by thanking you for taking the time to read a bit about me. I am generally not one to share, but I thought this is a goal worth sharing for.
As long as I can remember I have wanted to become a Child Psychologist. It is a common conception that most Psychologists are drawn to Psychology because they themselves have issues or come from broken back grounds, I cannot speak for everyone, but in this case I can say it definitely rings true for myself. Born into a broken home, to a narcotic addicted mother and an alcoholic father, my childhood was definitely what one would call lacking and unconventional. Being the eldest child with absent parents, I was the incidentally thrown into being the care taker of my four younger brothers. After my parents divorced, sadly the long line of "boyfriends" my mother surrounded herself with, was nothing short of shocking. The lack of proper care, coupled with the stress from both the sexual, physical and emotional abuse inflicted by either herself or the people she associated with, left me in the hospital with Gastric Ulcers at the age of eleven.
Shortly there after we moved to stay with my father, which rather then being great was simply a great improvement. His alcoholism and inability to keep a job, still held me responsible for my brothers care. So at age 14 I started waiting tables at the small local restaurant, in order to keep food on the table and clothes on our backs. Because I had to work part time and due to the fact that we lived in such a remote location we had to be home schooled. This personally left me to maintain both my own educational standard as well as that of my brothers. So at 16, I was about to finish high school early, motivated by the captivating and alluring possibility of a better life I had worked ahead. Only to then find out that the "program" which we had been put on was no longer accepted by South African Universities, and the program had no substantial value. I had in fact finished high school with nothing to show for it. Having put so much of my time, money and focus into the possibility of being able to change my life and that of my brothers, it left me completely dejected.
At age 17 after we moved again for the countless time, this time the reason being that my father lost another job. I was thrilled as I saw this as an opportunity and thus enrolled into the local high school. At the time I was ensured by the education department that all I had to do was complete my matric year. Excited at the actual possibility of being able to "re-complete" high school and be accepted to study, I finally thought that things were turning around. Sadly like most things, that did not last for very long. When getting ready to write my final exams, I was sullenly informed that there was an error and due to the fact that I had not completed my grade 11 year on the National Senior Exam program, I would not be able to graduate and no University would accept me, and in order to qualify for graduation I would need to redo both years. Setting me back 2 years! With neither the extra money or at that point motivation, my hopes were dashed.
After that I spent a few years in various menial positions, at 18 I was allowed to start bar tending which helped with the cash income, paying better then waitressing. After a year my hard work and dedication paid off and I was hired as restaurant manager. Later I moved into the lodge industry, starting as a host and later moving up to assistant manager. I enjoyed the work and started to save enough money to finish my matric on a US program, which works with the Matriculation board of South Africa, to allow exemption.
Excitedly I can say that I finished the program in April 2018, and after a 6 year struggle I will finally have my matric certificate and be eligible for University acceptance. As a 10 year old I dreamed of being able to help others like myself, unfortunately bad homes, bad parents and bad situations do exist and people are found in them everyday. I am often asked if I would change my upbringing, but surprising to most my answer is no. I wouldn't change it, for that would take away all that I have learned from it. It opened my eyes to the real world, and real world problems. However I do wish that I had someone who could have been there for me and helped me with the emotional and mental turmoil and I would like to be able to be that person for other children, who have had to go through unconventional circumstances.
My story is not one I often tell, but I am happy to share if it creates awareness. Let me know if you would like to hear more about me and my many tales. I do have so much to share and if the cliche is right and "broken" people make the best Psychologists, then I do think that my struggle and misfortune can be turned into something positive.
Thank you again for taking the time to hear a bit about me, I would be thrilled and grateful for any support that you can provide me.