The Importance Of Identity

What seemed a simple theme, it proved really intriguing. How should I begin this essay? I start to write, I delete, nothing seems to make sense. I never described myself, maybe because I don’t want to be judged or perhaps I am afraid to start, realizing that without a proper introduction, my essay about self-description would be a vain attempt. I am…what exactly? Perhaps a pale face with deepened dark circles and two green eyes? Or to answer this existential question, I should just list my name, my nationality, my religion, my weight, my height, my profession? However, all these don’t represent my identity. And yet, who am I?
The answer can be found inside me, not around me. Therefore, I am a complex baggage of emotions, frustrations, forbidden …show more content…
After a deep introspection, I discovered the gap that made me sound like a clam you put to ear in order to listen the sea. In fact, during my internal journey, I focused my attention on me, on the states I was going through, I watched my reactions, saw my thoughts, measured my emotions and I wasn’t interested in what was going on externally.
Do you know how it is to be trapped by your own thoughts, like a prisoner? It is not easy to escape, but once I did I’ve learn how to be a courageous woman. Now, in the morning when I open my eyes, I still smile, even if the most powerful reasons have disappeared. I learn other types of smiles. I almost want to write that happiness comes from simple things, as you most likely heard this a million of times, but until to come from there, it was imperative to change something in me, in the way I looked at the world, otherwise it doesn’t want to come inside and will stay forever at the door of my soul.
People are saying about me that I am too serious, obsessed with work, perfectionist, long way friend and who know what other things they comment without me knowing. But, honestly I don’t care what others are saying as long as I know who I really …show more content…
At the surface, I might seem calm, but the surface is the mask I wear, my eternal, mysterious and changing mask. Underneath is me, the real one, confuse, fearful and lonely. Yet, I play each role with dignity and I am aware that everything is in constant motion, nothing in life is permanent on earth and every experience has its sweetness. Certainly, I can reveal the most influential experience that altered the person I am in the present day is moving in USA. This change wasn’t a choice as a dream of mine to live in another country, but a choice of following the heart. Imagine waking up one day, in a place with nothing familiar, far away from childhood streets, the known faces or places. The impact of change is colossal. The decision to move in another country made me realize that things are not equal with happiness. I learned about me, I’ve discovered things about me which I didn’t know before, I confronted with challenges and most of all it amazed me of the person I have become today, how much I could