Personal identity

widely shaped among members but may not be endorsed by those outside of the culture or group” (Wood, 2016, p.54). This is your personal identity, which is how you choose to live your life and what you stand for. Your identity can be shared closely with other people. However, your personality is uniquely your own, this is the way you have decided to represent your identity (Hontoy, 2015). I learned that I am an ESTJ type, extravert (19%), sensing (12%), thinking (1%), and judging (44%). Some of…

Personal Background and Social Identities: Being a first-generation student played a major part in my social identity. Both my parents were immigrants from China, who became to America for better opportunities for their children. As the first Asian-American family to move into the street I grew up in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, my family faced a lot of discrimination and prejudice. Despite that, my parents worked hard in order to provide me and my brother the opportunities they did not have back in…

Personal Identity versus Social Identity The personal identity phenomenon has been attracting philosophers throughout history and has been recognized as one of the central philosophical issues. At first sight, personal identity equals to the awareness of the individual self. Therefore, some medieval thinkers, including Descartes, considered personal identity as a soul, which makes people who they are. However, one significant difference between Descartes’ and others’ perception lies in his…

I am a white femme presenting human. I don’t feel like it is my place to define what being black means- or on the other hand, what it doesn’t mean. By no means do I want to broaden the culture of stereotyping folks based off of their own personal identity. In our class this semester we have talked at length about black artists who have been judged based off of how black they are or how black they aren’t. It isn’t easy to define “what black is, and what black ain’t”. Everyone has a different…

hearts. However this does not always happen. Because there is so much diversity often times great minds clash. The influences that will be talked later on in this paper will include talking about racial identity, generation identity, regional identity, and political identity. All of the identities put together make something great, such as myself. Like me everyone else in the world is comprised of different categories that…

In class, we had to take a twenty statements test. This test accentually ranked our identities from most salient to least salient. After taking this test it became apparent to me that I have more of a reflective identity and much less of an oceanic identity. Although I never put much thought into it, this is very prevalent in my daily life. According to our studies, the reflective self or identity tends to be one that is revealed in abstract statements, it transcends specific social roles…

When I thought about my personal identity, actually it was little hard to recognize what is my identity. So first, I focus on a visual identity that I think. I’m Japanese. I was born and raised in Japan. My thinking and American’s thinking will have some differences. In the class, we talked about what is beautiful. When I focus on the definitions of the beautiful woman, I think that skin color should be fair-skinned, body type is thin or skinny, a small face is better, and to have double eyelids…

before nine is a headache. The few memories I do have are constantly being played in my head on repeat. After years it has become hard to decipher between my actually experiences, dreams, stories or magazine articles. As I older I get my sense of identity becomes more unclear. If society put in a group, where would it put me. Would…

“Shes coming back right?” a baffled 7 year old asks in response to the appalling news of her mother’s death. A vibrant imagination is accompanied by a crushing pain of reality that trails behind it ; I discovered this when I heard the words “no” . 10 years later, that conversation lingers in my head and holds not a cacophonous nor euphonious sound, but instead holds the neutral tone of reality, an alarm . As routine , at 6a.m., I hear a melodious alarm followed by the pitter-patter of my…

Hi, my names Madyson Longman. Spelled with a ‘Y’ because apparently my grandma didn’t want anyone to ever spell my name correctly. I was born on December 27th 2001, I wish I was born in like November or something because I’m always the youngest of my peers and I also can’t get a job until I’m fourteen. Like one time I met this girl named Ashly and she was born December 26th. Ashly was in a grade below me. Besides that, my favorite colour is black, “black’s a shade not a colour” um no. Black is…