My Reflection On My Personal Reflection

During the time that I would quietly sit in a classroom, or in a centrum by myself I would question why no one saw what I did in the mirror whenever I looked at myself. A youthful young man is what I saw from the very beginning, one that was intelligent, fit, determined, and honest. However, no one saw what I did instead they criticized how insane I was for not seeing the physical me. No matter how many times I tried to push the negativity out of my mind things only got worse from then on. Depression and anxiety settled in along with a daily dose of bullying from students when I went to school. The physical harassment got worse, I recall days I wanted to give up because I wanted them to feel the pain they dealt me, but refused to hurt them instead I would bottle up my

On 08/20/2017 at 1002 hours FTO Wheeler #4361 and I responded to St. Luke’s Hospital emergency room entrance, on 3555 Cesar Chavez St., regarding a women in a hospital gown trying to break the caller’s vehicle window with a brick. Officer Wheeler and I were in full police uniform driving a marked patrol unit when we responded.

When asking people what their greatest fear is most will respond with things such as spiders, heights, being alone, etc. Mine, however, isn’t that mutual amongst my peers. The one thing that often keeps me awake in the darkest hours of nightfall is the thought that someone will one day look me in the eyes and tell me that I’m not good enough. All of my life, I have found the incessant need to live up to the expectations of those around me and achieve my mere perception of flawlessness. Even as a small child I tended to always strive to please my elders, doing whatever they wished in hopes of gaining approval and deference. However, even with all of the praise and flattery I have received over the years, the dark recesses of my brain that still hold onto feeling unworthy, reject them. I was in a deep, dark place in my life two years and not too many have taken the time to ask me my story. I assume it’s because most people assume that in retrospective, I’m this perfect figure who always knows exactly what to say, what to do, and precisely when I should do these things, but I’m not. So would you care to listen to the tale of a broken girl, living in a decrepit, judgmental world, seeking a means in which she might find acceptance?

My parents came from a background of poverty, and as a result, they have always stressed the importance of seizing opportunities and accomplishing more in life. My parents try to motivate me by constantly comparing me to my sister, who was successful in becoming the first in our family to go to college. In effort to encourage me to do the same, my parents place my sister on a pedestal, emphasizing her glory, while telling me that I am far behind from ever reaching that pedestal. Ever since I started elementary school, I was subjected to being told I was disappointing as a student and need to become more like my sister. From my perspective, when my parents compare me to my sister, it strips away my individualism, because they are essentially

Growing up in Michigan, my childhood was anything but serene. I faced adversity at a young age, being bullied and picked on by other kids all my life for being slightly different. I was very skinny kid with lots pimples, jet black hair, and very insecure. Everyone has insecurities that remains dormant their from childhood. My list of insecurities came directly from my childhood dealing with authority figures and people of power such as my father. I always wanted to please others before pleasing myself and gain their approval others. One thing I could not tolerate any type of constructive criticism or feedback from anyone growing up. This clearly effected me once I entered the workforce later on in life. I was described as hyper sensitive and

I despised myself for being different. All I ever wanted was to fit in, but I couldn't even do that... Because in my mind it would taunt me constantly, just saying I'm worthless and everyone thinks I'm weird or ugly, a show-off... It just seemed to never end. All this feeling caused was poison to relationships with friends and family, low self-esteem, isolation, shyness, and mumbling and simply not enjoying life as a kid. Even though after years of going through therapy and fighting with my parents a lot and having to grow up too soon. It felt as if I were being trapped in a bird cage while the outside's beauty just mocked you, while you're just cooped up in misery and desperately wanting to fly away. Majority time I always had this current state of mind thinking of just wanting to fade away from this world and not looking back and wondering if people would even notice when I'm gone.Rather than allowing this awful depression to spiral my life out of control, I decided that I was not going to let it get in the way of my goals for the future. The decision I made 4 years ago to start appreciating life still remains today and my outlook has changed on the whole situation

This reflection will discuss personal diffidence and how it has influenced my academic studies, including my practice within placement settings. Gibbs reflective cycle (Gibbs, 1998) has been utilised as it illustrates a clear structure for the process of reflection. To conclude this reflection will draw together the themes which have emerged and highlight a clear action for future learning that will be used in order to enhance my future practice.

At a certain point in people’s lives, time seems to stop and they become stagnant, almost as if they can’t progress any further. It’s at this point that they are given a choice to move forward, and at a young age I was also given that choice. When I was in elementary school, I was told by many people trying wouldn’t get me anywhere because I was naturally bad at many things. I was told that I had no talent and even if I did get better I couldn’t be compared to my peers. This idea didn’t seem right to me and I immediately questioned it, however for a long time I let their words get to me. I remained one of the slowest runners in my grade, I had some of the worst grades, and I thought it was just how the world worked. Although, I let their words affect me, I didn’t really believe them.

There were times in my life where it was difficult for me to comprehend certain situations. As a child, it felt impossible for me to realize what truly was happening to me. I have battled with mental illnesses for the majority of my life. It was a constant push and pull with my mental stability and the willingness to strive for my ambitions. Therefore, I lacked the energy to do anything I set my mind to. My incapability to create new friendships and communicate well with others set various limitations for me. Having a negative mindset made me feel unworthy of many things. Throughout my freshman year, I had to take medication and go to therapy in order to better myself. Day by day I tried to conquer these feelings inside me. Unaware of what I possessed within me, I kept

I always thought of myself as beautiful, talented, outgoing, intelligent, etc. mainly because my mother told me so. She always complimented how I looked good in everything, and confessed she was jealous. I always felt that I was perfect in every way, especially intelligence because of the GAT (gifted and talented) program I was in, my 4.0 GPA, my straight A’s, and that every teacher I have ever had, liked me. I always knew I could accomplish anything I set my mind to. I always left things to the last minute and still got them done on time, and I still do. On every project I have ever done, I have ended up doing all of the work, not being able to count on the group members the teacher had assigned. I had sometimes been called too controlling

I have been long time away from practice as doctor because I came to the Uk and I am trying to register as doctor to continue my career, while I am doing that I was working in the medical field in different role as health care assistant (HCA) in general practice that experience helps me to be familiar with NHS system and improve my communication skills ,also I got an experience in wound management by doing wound dressing so I have learnt everyone has a vital role in health team, However When I started my MSC course I felt that I return to my career and I can deserve what I am looking for in my medical future and I will do my best to succeed in spite of difficulty that I have.

This is only the second class that I have taken since making the decision to return to college, and one in which I know has undoubtedly induced such a powerful personal impact, more so than any other curriculum I’ve studied. Reading the two books I was assigned required an enormous amount of self reflection and helped explain how certain occurrences shaped me into the person I am today, and taught me the necessary skills needed to elevate my understanding on the subject of biblical narrative, and how instrumental it is in developing my story. While both books discussed the topic of story, I appreciated how their different writing styles allowed me to gain a broader perspective on the subject in its totality. I took from Donald

Self-reflection; defined as the capacity to exercise introspection, and willingness to learn more about one's fundamental nature and purpose, has become a recognised aid in personal progression. Providing us with a subjective view on how we gain our accomplishments, equally, how we overcome obstacles faced in the process (Mezirow,1990). Zimmerman (2002) suggests it is necessary to analyse our behaviour to consider our strengths while attempting to understand our weaknesses. Given, when correctly utilised such practice encourages us to strive towards our desires. As a result of such studies, self-reflection is encouraged throughout society as an aid to support our advancement in a range of areas; personally; in education; business and mental health; cognitive learning therapy, are just some of the areas self-reflection is propagated. Notably, there can be an uncomfortable feeling around ‘self-reflection’ however; this is a process that on an unconscious level the human being applies thousands of times a day. Although, when one is not aware, they do so without being able to reason with their judgement, in turn, not providing the guidance necessary to apply ourselves appropriately. Therefore, many studies support the need to consciously reflect in multitudinous areas of our lives on a regular basis. (Grant, Franklin, & Langford, 2002). Throughout this essay I shall focus on self-reflection to plan my career, how when applied, I have found it beneficial in the past and

I believe that it is an opportunity to begin turning at the forefront of my thoughts to the likelihood of progress through engaging in the present moment and dealing with external and internal conflict. I sometimes end up concentrating on past occasions or future occasions as opposed to getting a charge out of the present moment. I also try too hard to figure out how to discover achievement or fulfilment in the occasions that I am encountering without conflict even when there is a checked bringing down of tension levels and increment in fulfilment, of the present experience as well as how we comprehend or feel about past occasions and expecting what 's to come. I’ll often observe my own particular emotions and practices in the without a moment 's hesitation, if I can utilize care to stay in that time and appreciate it, I know I will have the capacity to translate things in an unexpected way.

My vision begins to reoccur, in a daze, I glance at my watch and it’s four- o’three A.M.