An Essay About Myself

years I have found myself in multiple circumstances where I tell myself to “keep moving forward.” Through my experiences and what I believe to be a positive approach to problems, they have been a significant part of my personality. Although, I have faced difficulties and questioned the importance of tenacity due to shortcomings and lulls in motivation, I still value completing the task or goal. My second value is honesty. From an early age, I have expected honesty from myself and others. I…

apparently a holiday because no one other than him, myself, and his supervisor were there. Nonetheless I helped my father organize and file some contracts. After my brief stint as a volunteer, my first, and only, actual job I was paid for was over this summer at the Eileen Abraham Insurance Agency. I got the job through a program called the Summer Youth Employment Program (SYEP). This program helps young adults between the ages of 16-24, like myself, get summer jobs around the city in various…

decided to move us half across the country to New Mexico. My life quickly changed from being homeschooled, to being enrolled in public school for the first time, however a year later I was pulled out. In 2008 I found myself in a new church, looking to fit in, and living life for myself. While I was in the youth group at this church it was considered my refuge. In 2009 I turned 12,I rededicated my life to Christ and got baptized, and by the age of 13 I went on my first mission trip to Denver,…

self-concept in adult life to be abundantly clear. In addition to determining a pathway to future success, personal identity allows for interpersonal connections and relationships. Quite honestly, even without all the external pressures, a sense of myself cultivates feelings of personal security, calmness, and acceptance. Often times in the midst of challenges, I find an understanding of personal identity to be lost, which only contributes to the whirlwind of complex emotions felt. Because…

I pressure them to change who they believe they are. As a heterosexual female I do have some disadvantages not just because I am a minority, but also because I am a woman. So, now I imagine what would it be if I were a homosexual women classifying myself as a lesbian. I would conclude that it would be a more challenging path not only dealing with society is, but he fact that I have to tell my family who don’t agree with that. If that were my identity, I have no idea how I would face my parents…

chosen. No real connection to what I have expressed onto the paper. I have encountered this situation too many times, yet it is always a comfortable affliction. Writing stories brings forth my personality because I could see myself in the characters. I get to immerse myself into a fantasy world that I have created and it can never be far-fetched. As a writer, I only see the paper as a blank page that needs to be filled because there are no limitations, this is true freedom. If something needs…

impossible to do so now. By choosing only a single part of myself to acknowledge, I disregard the parts of myself that make me who I am, the parts that make me unique. My identity has an infinite amount of layers to it, which keep adding to itself the more I grow. My identity changes with that same growth, as my beliefs change, and as I discover more about myself. I am a habitual mother hen, as my friends would say, probably because I always find myself fretting about their well being and all…

meaningful, but if it is a lie also. After analyzing these perspectives, I have contrasted and compared them to my own outlook. “Perspective One” states that to have confidence in myself, I must get it without help from others. Getting a compliment from someone, even if it is sincere, shouldn’t affect how I feel about myself. If I give these random acts of kindness, it can make me seem insecure. Lastly, if I am lying when dishing out a compliment, then I am responsible for the recipient's…

I spent the majority of my break at Champ Camp, a camp designed to prepare athletes for their upcoming sport seasons. I decided to attend this camp to get stronger and better in order to end the losing streak I had in volleyball. I set a goal for myself to complete this camp to the best of my ability. It was absolute hell, every drill was exhausting, and the heat beaming down on me wasn’t making it any easier. I finally reached my breaking point. I was gasping for air, my body was aching, and so…

text on the timed reading quizzes. I have had teachers, family, and friends striving and encouraging me not to give up on myself. Reading and writing will always be my least favorite subject. I will only find the subject interesting when I am reading or writing something of my choice. Although I’m not good at reading and writing, I will never give up and continue to better myself in the reading and writing process. Ever since I was in the 1st grade I hated reading stories,…