About Me Essay

Cindy huffed, needlessly brushing herself off as she looked at her rival/friend. “Okay, now what is so important that you had to interrupt my study session with Libby? Because between you and me, she needs the extra help in History… and English. She can never stay focused in them because they’re ‘soooo boring’, in her own words anyway.” Jimmy managed to restrain laughing at her impression of her best friend, thinking of the reason he needed her in the first place. “Well, I made some…

be a counselor. Being flexible will aid me in counseling people of Different cultural backgrounds with multicultural issues. As a counselor, flexibility will also help me to know when to refer a client. Having a sense of humor can be useful in counseling. I am a person with a good sense of humor. Sometimes you just have to laugh at life to keep going. Having a good sense of humor keeps me happy emotionally, personally and professionally. It helps me not to take everything seriously and…

were my strengths and my weaknesses, I took the time to carefully think over and pray about these four principles. The principles in the book that I found to be strengths of mine included: laughs and participates as a team player. The two principles I found in the book that I need to improve on were; pointing others to Jesus and administrates meetings efficiently. The first strength that I believe will help me once I begin my ministry is laughs. This is strength of mine because I work best…

“You killed Elizabeth!? Why?” “No, no, of course not. The real Lonely One did all that. He’s probably long gone by now. But he is my inspiration--” Something snaps inside of me. I start screaming, at him, at God, at anyone or anything that could hear me. My screams are met with his insane laughter, just as loud and ten times more maniacal. I try rocking back and forth in my chair, but it is bolted to the cold, damp basement floor. “Shut up!” a voice suddenly…

We all have a calling and a purpose in life, and mine became evident to me when I read the book, Mistaken Identity. This book is about a girl who was involved in a serious car accident and suffered serious injuries, including head trauma. Part of the book focused on the demanding therapy she underwent, to be able to carry out tasks we all take for granted, such as simply writing her name with the occupational therapist. This part of the book inspired my interest and I felt this overpowering…

We walked up to the roof. He gave me a hug. Why? He handed me a folded up note, the paper wrinkled and yellow. He smiled at me. What was going on? He walked away from me, closer and closer to the edge. “I love you,” he whispered. And he was gone. Before I could fully realize what was happening, I was dialing 911 into my phone. A man picked up. My voice shook as I said the words. “M-my b-b-brother. He j-j-jumped off the roof. A couple s-seconds ago. H-h-h-he might be dead.” I told the…

individuals a chance to get feelings of their chest. The fourth benefit is positive replay, which allows individuals overcome negative feelings from families. The fifth benefit is building closeness, which allows the individual to feel accepted and cared about by others. The sixth benefit is helping others, which is when an individual provides support to others and diminishes any feelings of isolation. The seventh benefit is receiving feedback, which allows the individual to see how others…

my life, both positive and negative, and people are always there to help me. Having a good support system really helps me when experiencing the tough and fun parts of life. I love to be surrounded by good people because it makes me a better and well rounded person. With the support from people around me, I will succeed. Being supported is one of the best feelings someone could have especially from friends. They always help me with tough situations…

disorder. When a child witnesses such harsh deaths, they struggle to avoid living their life in fear. However, in some cases, the deaths of loved ones strengthen and aid in the growth of those affected by them, as seen in Rudolfo Anaya’s novel, Bless Me Ultima.…

they were my adoptive parents. They took me in when I had no one. I never had a great relationship with my actual parents. I had come out as transgender when I was 20 and ever since things had gone downhill. These two individuals not only listened but they let me stay for a month or two when I first got to the state. When I visited I had felt like I was at home. They took me to Manitou Springs, I met people that understood my circumstances and welcomed me. Being, a transgender man I never really…