Personal Narrative: Personal Identity

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Identity is what we defined as recognizing and accepting your own personality as a whole. For some people, it is difficult to recognize or accept themselves because of other people’s opinions or their own experiences in life. The people who take other’s opinion seriously do not realized that they are judging themselves; while the people who let their experiences defined them. Identity can change based on many factors and it takes time to understand what your identity is. A great example is my own story to discovering my spiritual identity. As a child, I always was oblivious about the faults in my family. My parents always tried to hide everything negative things in the world from me and my brother. They simply wanted to protect me from the …show more content…
Everything my parents tried to shield me from were now exposed. Everything I believed in was a lie. I felt as if I could not trust my parents. Now looking back at it, I understand that my parents did not want me to grow up seeing the horrors in this world. At that time, I was so angry and lost that I never wanted to be home. I did not want to see my own biological family. I began hanging out with the wrong group of people in my neighborhood. This group was a horrible influence on me because all they did was party. At first, it was fun and then I slow saw what I was doing to myself. I completely lost myself that I could not even recognized myself in the mirror. I changed so dramatically and quickly that I did not stop to realize what I was doing. However, I was so deep into my new friend group that I did not know how to escape. Slowly, I began to lost contact with a few of friends. To this day, I have not spoken to any of them in approximately two years and I do not regret my …show more content…
I had to learn the hard way that God will never abandon us in our time of need. When it was time to choose a university, I looked to God for advice. God was the person who helped me make my final decision. He wanted me to know that everything will be alright. Even though I am still working on some issues, I need to know that God is everything I need. It look me a long time to realize all the damage I put on myself. I always used to blame the situation for my suffering, yet I never stop and think that I was making the situation worse. All of my anger is finally lifted and I do not need to carry the burden of knowing how much my father hurt me and my family. I could finally forgive

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