Personal Narrative: Defining Myself

My identity can be defined by moments in my life. Moving to Canada, learning English and going to high school are three major moments in my life. Going through these experiences have changed the person in me and made me more confident, stronger, better in everything.

Culture and identity are inextricably linked concepts. Identity is formed by your culture and in turn your identity shapes the respective cultures of the groups you identify with. I belong to many different cultural groups, and my identity is a complex web of competing and conflicting beliefs, experiences, and characteristics. My identity is not only complex, but also dynamic, as the experiences I have change who I am.

My Identity connects to my culture because it describes the way I look and the point of view I have on certain topics. My culture is the Native American tribe, Wampanoag and I am also Mexican. I have some facial features and body structures from both sides of the family like: most of my family has brown or black hair, we are taller than the average human, and our faces have an oval shape. Some topics that my family has taught me from both sides of the family is, family always sticks together and always comes first, and If you see bad things going on in the world, always try to help and do whats right. From my Dad’s side of the family, I learned tons about survival skills and on my Mom’s side I learned a lot about traditions. An example from

When I introduce myself I will state my name and something they would either know or remember me by. Never would I immediately go into a story on who I am or how I found my identity. That, quite frankly, is a little too much to handle. If they were to get to know me, they would discover many things about just exactly who Kaitlin Wyse is.

My Identity is also set by my behavior, personal characteristics and lastly experiences.The struggles that we face define who we are but it all depends how we overcome them and how we handle it. I have experienced many challenges in my life but It gives me more strength to not stop and keep on moving forward. Also I have experienced negative bias but I learned to control It and focus on the positives things going on in my life. Every single time I fine myself struggling I try to step into someone else shoes and think what they might do to overcome it. Personal characteristics that identify me is my attitude how persistent I am and lastly my discipline.I am a persistent women I don't just give up fast I try to achieve despite all the circumstances

Identifying my identity is a not a very easy thing for me because a few of my strong beliefs have flaws and loopholes. If someone’s reasoning for doing something I believe to be wrong my strong opinion on my belief is questioned. My identity is a work in process like many other and more times than not I do not even know who I am. I have always believed in the practice of accountability for your words and actions as well the act of showing people the respect they should be given.

Currently I am a year away from a bachelor's degree, and on my pathway, to my degree, I have written countless papers, therefore I figured writing an autobiography was going to be simple, but I was surprised at how much I struggled to gather information about myself. It isn’t every day that people confront me and ask me who I really am or who I want to be. It isn't like I can open a textbook and read them the answers, or flip over my flash cards to find the answer. The reason the answer is so hard to come up with is due to the reality that life makes us forget who we are, and when we do take the time to reflect on it, it’s like uncharted territory or a chapter in a textbook you neglected to read before a test. Personally I frequently get caught up in the everyday motion of life to the point where I

The summer following my senior year in high school, I was called to serve in the, “Virginia Richmond Mission,” for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It was anticipated that I would serve for a period of eighteen months. This was a voluntary decision: one that would require I leave my home, family, and loved ones behind to focus all my time and efforts on serving others and sharing the good word of God. I knew that this experience would have a huge impact on my life and help me to build my character.

Over the last four years of high school I have done a lot of searching, within myself, the people around me, and how to make all I do have more purpose. The first step was to find myself. I had to discover the exact beliefs I had, how I viewed having fun, and I promised myself to stay true to what I found. After coming to the conclusion of how I wanted to spend the rest of my years at SHS I surrounded myself with people who had the same intent as I. Early on as a freshman I signed a pledge agreeing to live a drug and alcohol free life while attending Streator High, in which I have successfully done. After understanding I can enjoy myself attending school dances, or traveling to away sporting events while being 100% substance free, I pushed

My identity and purpose was shaped in my second year of high school, the best and yet the most trying time of my life. The winter of 2015 was the time I was taken out of my bubble in the north and was placed in a frying pan in the south. Moving into a foreign place is always hard and many people have similar stories about the adversity they faced but for me it wasn’t just the hard times that shaped me, the hard times that everyone goes through while moving allowed me to be malleable but the lessons taught to me by my family helped me reach a different outlook on myself and life in general. I remember that during the worst times I would look to the few people left around me that I felt I could trust; this was best evidenced in a day when I

So today, I am 5 months and 29 days clean of my eating disorder and 5 months and 13 days clean from self-harm. I feel like im human again. I may not be where i need to be, but i am definitiley in a better place than i was a year ago. It's taking me a while to fix all the broken things within myself, but slow progress is still progress. Let me tell you though, recovery is terrifying when you don't know who you are without your sadness. One thing i always got told though that will forever stay with me is, " You are not what he did to you. You are not what she said to you. You are not what they think of you. You are you." because loving yourself first is the most important key to feeling better about everything and trusting, not only those around you, but yourself. Make yourself a priority once in a while. Self

I've been thinking about my childhood as of late, especially ever since I found out who my brother and father are and how evil they are. I was just a teenager when I was thrown into a war I wasn't prepared for, I didn't even know about the shadow world or shadowhunters until I bumped into Jace, Alec, and Isabel at the Pandamonium club. I'm glad I found out who I really am, but I can see why my mom protected me form this world of shadows. My father is evil and he also turned my brother into something horrendous, but if they weren't evil, I wonder what things would be like. I imagine that my mother would have stayed with Valentine and Jonathan (Sebastian) would have been a normal shadowhunter, not a hybrid. He would have green eyes with blond hair instead of black eyes and silver hair, he would have been my older brother and would probably still alive.

One of the things that always bothered me about the idea of immortality is, as you can guess by the title, persistence of self. Identity. Whether I'd still be ME, in any way that matters, after a large period of time.

Whenever I turned 18 I really wanted to get my ears pierced, again. I already had two lobe piercings and one upper cartilage earring, abut my cartilage earring had been done wrong, so for the last three years it was always hurting when I wore an earring in it. I talked to mom about how I wanted my ears pierced again and she didn’t like the idea, she said it was trashy, and tacky. I didn’t care, I still wanted them done again, but done properly by a licensed piercer at a tattoo parlor. I was still in high school and they had rules on how many piercings you could have, and I had softball so I couldn’t wear earrings then either, so I waited.

Who am I? Who am I? A question that I have constantly asked myself . A question that I haven’t found a complete and accurate solution for. Before this mystery is solved, I have already discovered a few personalities of my own. I, Richard Shum, welcome the opportunity to tell you more about myself.