Me Myself and I Essay

but many more lessons are taught outside of the classroom. My cousin Keisha and her daughter, KaLeiah, have been the greatest teachers I ever have had in my life. KaLeiah is a three-year old, a tall, lean, energetic little girl with beautiful light brown skin, just like her mother. She has dark black afro hair, and mix of shades of brown eyes, which has filled me with the will to open my heart and mind to the world. KaLeiah’s heart is filled with more love than everyone in our world, because of…

different things in life. I have things I value, which have a special meaning to me. Not everyone understands what it is like to truly value something, because what one value another individual may have a different view of the value. In this world it is good to value something much more than money, cars, and clothes. Indeed, the things I value are what I live by on a daily basis, accepting life how it is, and growing to become a better me. The things I value are myself, family , and life. Not…

follows me everywhere. Growing up dealing with it was especially difficult. Always comparing yourself to others, thinking you are not enough and worrying that every move you make someone won't like it. It's something evil always standing on your shoulder, constantly reminding you of your flaws. As I grew up, I became more aware of what was around me. Middle school was the worst for me. I was surrounded by other girls or woman that were so beautiful. I began comparing myself to them, why did I…

There I was in the kitchen opening up the scores to my ACT. I have been waiting months to see what I got. I thought to myself, all this studying finally paid off. I remember right after we completed the test how well I thought I did, that even though this was my first time taking it, I was going to get a score no less than a thirty. My mother was in the living room reading a magazine, I was in the kitchen about to open the letter. I opened the letter and saw my score. It was a twenty… I…

aspect of my life ever since I witnessed myself and others exposed to the negative effects of having poor mental health. Given my life experiences, I decided to use my insight to help make a difference for others by becoming a leader in the club To Write Love On Her Arms to reduce the stigma around mental health on campus. When I was younger, my peers influenced me to focus on the importance of mental health. Throughout elementary school, I was able to notice the difficulty I faced while…

1) For me starting in matric my main stress must be school work. Like every other high school student. I stress about school work because I have high expectations for myself. I want to do well. I think I set standards higher than what I am capable of. So I am hard on myself and stress when I can’t get the marks I want. I am a huge procrastinator and have a short concentration span. I find it very hard to meet my deadlines. Another reason I battle to meet deadlines is because I am a perfectionist…

odd and rough time for kids, as they change from being sheltered youth to responsible young adults. I failed miserably at handling that transition. The classes taught in middle school were supposed to be easy, especially now that I look in retrospect. Yet, I regularly brought home B’s and low A’s, at best, on my report card. I had barely challenged myself in middle school, if at all. It seemed that I was on a one-way track for going to a less than prestigious institute for college. However,…

Maybe I am cursed I have made a habit of hurting people. Mentally not physically. Except for maybe once, but that’s a story to be told another day. Rather they be my closest friend or the girl I love, they always end up being hurt in one way or another. It’s not that I particularly enjoy hurting people, but no matter what I do, those I love get hurt, and I am the one to blame. I like to think of most of the pain I put them through is an accident, that every heartbreak was just a mistaken…

self-awareness, I will be interviewing three different people with a different relational type to help to see how I disclose myself and the way I can improve upon my relationships. I will learn how I communicate, why I communicate the way I do, and what I can do to improve my communication with others. Interviewing these three people, my sister, boyfriend, and teacher, will help me learn more about myself and how I communicate with others in different types of relationships. Open Self…

Virtues” grid, I asked Maddie, my younger sister in her senior year of high school, and my best friend since Freshman year move-in day, Courtney. To avoid letting their answers sway what I thought of myself, I filled out the grid before looking at their answers. I am glad I did so, after seeing what they wrote, I thought “wow, maybe they’re right about that!” for several traits. Close friends and family know you better than you know yourself. Personally, the most surprising realizations I had…