I'm a scam.
As I was scrolling down my pictures on VSCOcam, an editing app that has been my favorite for a few years not, it struck me yet again that one of my themes for this year was authenticity.
Let me explain. This year, around New Year's, I decided that, instead of the usual lists of resolutions (I'm not the best at actually completing lists), I would simply choose two words and pursue those two ideas especially throughout the coming year. Those two words were intentional and authentic.
I didn't realize how hard this would be.
In a world where everyone can come up with an Instagram-worthy photo and a Facebook-worthy status at the touch of a button, authenticity has proven to be a hard pill to swallow. I found that, when saying
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For the past few months, whenever I have time alone, I'm often plagued with the thought that if people knew how I really was, they would run. If they knew what I looked like when I hadn't filled my eyebrows in, or was sobbing during a movie about a girl with a pig face while eating cupcakes, or picking at the nonexistent pimple on my face, they would take one glance, go pale in the face, turn around, and run.
The fact is, our perfection has isolated us as human beings.
We forget that other people probably cried during Penelope, too. Everyone has those days when they feel like walking around in sweatpants, eating cookie dough, and not caring at all what they look like. Celebrities are praised for going without makeup, yet I feel as though I have to apologize to my 11:15 English class when I woke up late and showed up to class with nothing on my face but what the good Lord put there.
I struggle daily with my insecurities, and I know many of you do too because it's on your social media pages all the time. What happens when we stop complaining about the things we don't like about ourselves, stop focusing on what everyone else around us says, and stop wishing we could be someone
I grew up in rural Indiana with three brothers. Our family was a little different than most because all of us children had been adopted. The oldest of us, Andy, was two years older and had cystic fibrosis which meant he probably wouldn’t live to be 30 or more. The remaining three of us were biologically brothers. Triplets in fact. Our parents adopted all three of us together for some brave reason. I used to joke that there was a buy one get two free sale at the adoption agency and that I was the only one they actually wanted. It was never hidden from us that we were adopted, but it always left me feeling that I didn’t quite belong in certain family functions. I wanted to feel like I belonged in my environment. The military
When my mother asked me to read a book a few months ago, I was hesitant to agree. A stressful school year was approaching, and seeing my friends on a Saturday night seemed much more appealing. When I was younger, curling up with a good book was a typical pastime. Then came high school, and reading was replaced with countless hours of studying, cheer practice, and trying to figure out when I could catch up on some much needed rest.
I’m fairly new to the adult romance genre, and after reading a few that I adored I got a blogger friend of mine to give me some recommendations. On her list of recommendations for romances that are more rom-com was Melissa Foster’s The Real Thing. This was my first Melissa Foster book and I absolutely loved it! I’m so glad I decided to pick up this one as one of my first picks. he Real Thing takes place in a small town called Sugar Lake and features Zane and Willow who have a somewhat complicated history. I loved that they technically started out as friends and kept in touch all those years before getting together as it just made their chemistry and relationship all the more steamier and swoonier. And while the fake relationship trope was used
One aspect of my identity that has shaped my life experience and the way I see the world is my race. I am an African- American who has Nigerian descent from both parents. Growing up African American is hard for many of us, but we always come together to help each other out. We get judged for our skin color, religion, sexuality, and economic status. When I was younger, I always thought about what other people would say about me and how I looked. Even though it was hard seeing how other races portrayed my race, I have learned to embrace my skin color and not let anybody judge me. The society believes that African Americans are lazy, uneducated, and violent. Things people say about me and my race only make me want to prove myself to them that I am proud of my race and would never change myself for anybody.
I can breathe without an oxygen tank, walk without a cane, and make decisions without doubting myself. Women often neglect how they look on the inside because they are so focused on outward appearances. Little do they know that inner health is extremely important to overall body confidence. Every body is different both genetically and culturally which influences bone structure, body size, weight, and shape. In other words, some aspects of you just can't be changed. The body naturally wants to feel good, and the brain creates these "feel good" neurotransmitters, or chemical messengers between the brain and body, whenever you stretch, exercise, meditate, practice yoga, dance, or eat healthy (Misik) which results in an improved body image. The mind and reoccurring thoughts also significantly affect how you view yourself. Acupuncturist and author Kristin Misik explains this in her blog: "Information and thoughts move through your brain via neural pathways. The more your thoughts follow a specific pathway, the stronger that pathway becomes. If you are thinking 'I'm fat, I'm ugly' every day, those pathways become really strong. Because of something called neuroplasticity, you can create new pathways with messages of self-love and kindness instead of self-rejection" (Misik). If you keep telling yourself you aren't beautiful enough, you will begin to truly believe it and treat yourself accordingly. Instead of strengthening the neural pathways associated with hatred
Identity is what I believe the thing that makes up all human beings. Everybody has an identity, some just aren't as brisk to comprehend what it is or what it means. Identity is generally what someone's traits make up and in my case, I believe I am benevolent, venturesome, and optimistic. Some of the qualities I consider myself to have are not what I would have considered myself to be last year. I believe life lessons that someone undergoes can change their identity and the way they come off drastically.
Life really doesn't like to tell you what's ahead; sometimes it's nice and gives you a little hint, sometimes life replays itself so at least there's some familiarity in it, but most of the time my life seems out of my control. As a fifteen year old many people would hear me say this and scoff saying I don't have 'real' problems, or I don't know what the 'real' world is like. On one hand they're right, I shouldn't know what the 'real' world is like, most fifteen year olds are thinking about what picture they Instagram is a 'real' world problem. But being the not-so-average teenager, I do know what this so called 'real' world is.
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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
How does one define their identity? What are the most important things in life to you? Many cannot answer this question. It’s a problem many people face and try to find a solution to. Everyone is born into different cultures, families and even communities, but how we define our identity is from our personal attributes, our skills and abilities that we possess and even our interests and hobbies. If there’s something about you that you believe defines you in a big way, this could be considered your identity. Our identities are a complex interworking of genetics, our cultural and familial upbringing, spirituality, social circles, personal choice and taste, our community, as well as many other traits. I have an identity that specifically pertains to me. It’s been forming ever since the day I’ve been born and
I've started to love how I look and embrace my insecurities that make me stand out from others. Some days I still feel insecure and wish i was normal like others but it's what makes me unique. Besides the positives of my confidence and loving myself, I did struggle with many mental disorders that started from when I was bullied about how I looked, health conditions I struggle with to this day. Insecurities is something we all deal with, it's a big topic that hurts many people in their own ways. Whether you think you're ur too fat, too skinny, or anything else. Remember your insecurities are what make you who are and learning to love them is what can help you find who you are as a person. But don't forget we are all struggling with something in our lives, so even if your joking around don't put others down or make them self conscious. Don't forget words can cut deeper than you
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I notice many things about my voice. Whether I talk with a vocal fry around my friends, which seems to be a California specialty, or in a higher register with teachers, the placement of my voice constantly varies. I am aware that my timbre is high and that my tone is bright, and, to state it plainly, I enjoy that. However, there are aspects of my voice that I notice and dislike; my voice breaks between my lower and middle register noticeably and gets tired quickly. When I sing I am most aware of my voice because I am concentrating on so many different aspects of technique such as breathing, placement, and tone. Singing only feels good to me when it is extremely resonant and focused, because that feels free but controlled. I am also aware I have a lot of range left to conquer – I know I have notes in my whistle tone register, but sometimes have trouble accessing them.
Many people are not entirely happy with their self-image. If you want to feel better about yourself, consider these four self-improvement tips.
At a point in life we all suffer from some type of psychological frailty, not everyone is capable of finding their own way out of darkness that has been created by insecurities. The book Love’s Executioner by Irvin D Yalom, gives insight on those who dealt with conflicts that ultimately diminished their self-esteem. “Something good happened and she felt great, one criticism from someone and she was down for days. It was like trying to keep your house heated with a furnace thermostat placed to close to the window” (Yalom, 221). This was a compelling piece to me because it unmasked the exact issue of needing justification from others to feel good about myself. Having control over something that can completely shift your sense of self is necessary to break the cycle of a deranged notion of self-esteem. Everyone has been critiqued at one time or