Motivation is the fuel to individual human success. For some people what gives them motivation is a hope for a better future, a possible job with a big paycheck, or a nice big dream house. What gives me motivation are all the struggles and failure of my past. Very little of what I have achieved thus far in life was easy, but this has made me more resilient. I feel motivation every time I am reminded of a past struggle. My driver's license gives me motivation because I failed on my first attempt and had to wait three long months filled with a lot of practice driving to retake it, but I still passed and now can parallel park like any large SUV or truck. Every time I type I feel motivation because learning to read and right was such a struggle that as a child I never thought I would be able to compose any kind of writing that was interesting or legible, but I still went on to have my work published in several newspapers. The object that gives me the most motivation is rather new to me and currently hanging on my wall; this being my college diploma. I never in my life thought I would have one. Having grown up with learning disabilities and the thought of college being daunting, 18 year old me never expected to make it past the fist week of class. In fact I was so doubtful in myself that I tried desperately to obtain a plan B, that being a real-estate degree as a fall back for when I thought I would fail out of school. However, I never failed out; instead and ironically I never did pass that state real-estate exam, but I think it was because, in my heart, I did not want to or need to. College was a terrific time in my life and I did have help with school work and studying, but even still classes wee never easy and there were moments when I quite literally did pull my hair out due to frustration. I had a lot of sleepless nights filled with studying and typing papers and just barely passed some classes. However my goal was to obtain a degree in four years despite being learning disabled and I did just that. Now that I’m 22 and in “the real world,” I'm still honestly very conflicted about what it is I am meant to do or be in life, as a lot of 22 year olds are. I can look at my diploma because it serves as constant reminder that what is meant to happen for me will happen and because it gives me the motivation to know that I hold the power to overcome any struggle and make any achievement possible for myself.