My Personal Statement On Self Description Essay
The answer can be found inside me, not around me. Therefore, I am a complex baggage of emotions, frustrations, forbidden feelings and misunderstood experiences.
There were days when I didn’t feel like myself; I was a pile of flesh and bone glue together as if God had forgotten to instill life to its creation. There was a time when I wandered into the country of nowhere, hanging by a thread at the end of the world. Exhausted, with the knees broken down, I felt like a storehouse of memories, thoughts, questions that I tried to give a purpose. In fact, I felt lost, I didn’t know who I am.
A while ago, a good friend of mine, told me that happiness comes from accepting the answers we give ourselves. At that time, I didn’t apprehend my friend, later on I come to the conclusion happiness is not offered only by one person, but a collection of people,…