The Elements Of Self Concept

During my junior year of high school, I had the opportunity to volunteer at the Arthritis walk in Philadelphia. Volunteering at the event allowed me to gain deeper intellectual engagement and also influenced my future career. At the event, I had the opportunity to meet several people who suffered with Arthritis. When observing the many effects that Arthritis had on people it widened my eyes to the lack of healthcare in society. By the end of the day a lightbulb went off in my head and I knew for sure that I wanted a career in medicine. I was certain that a career in health services was for me because each person with arthritis warmed my heart and my mind began wondering about endless ways to better their situation. Since I was a young girl I was sensitive, caring, and always trying to find a way to help someone out of a bad situation. There are

I came to America from Vietnam when I was just three years old. I spent a majority of my life with my grandma, who has always taught me the importance of helping others. She always told me to have; you must give, and if you have nothing to give, you can always give your time. This phase has been a huge guide in my life, and it has truly shaped me into who I am. At a young age, I always felt that my purpose in life was to help people. After attending many doctor visits with my grandma for her health check-ups, I was confident my future occupation would be in the medical field. During these frequent doctor visits, I had the chance to watch the interactions and cooperation among different healthcare professionals in different settings. Being in this inspiring environment, I hoped one day I could mirror them and make a difference in people’s lives and the community. Although I have always wanted to help those in need, I was uncertain of what specific career role would allow me to fulfill my passion for helping others.

Choosing healthcare as a career for me was quite personal. When I was born, I was delivered a month and a half early. My lungs weren’t fully developed and I couldn’t survive on my own. As soon as I was born I was rushed out of the room to the NICU

I have always seen myself as a compassionate person that is outgoing and more than willing to dedicate my time just to see another person take something away from the experience. The compassion and people skills combined with the ability to actually aide in fixing their health and even being a part of the process of healing really resonated with me in a profound way. This is a job that I would be able to have many different choices in. I could travel across the country and see many different areas and how they are affected by certain things. I could learn to view the world through a different lens of perspective. On top of all of this, I would be able to do what I love—help

My passion to help others and my interest in the healthcare arena have been evident since I was a child. I felt as though I had won the lottery every time I helped someone as a child. It was rewarding for me to see a smile on someone’s face from an action that I had completed. I carried out nice deeds without the agenda of receiving something in return, but with the mentality that it was a deed that needed to be done by someone. Whenever the famous, what do you want to be when you grow up game was played, I would faithfully name occupations that pertained to the healthcare field, such as a pediatrician, dentist, or a nurse.

For as long as I can remember, I've always aspired to become a nurse, a healthcare professional who is always helping patients receive the highest quality care and compassion. As a young child I was often in and out of the hospital, I'd received treatment after treatment and I found myself fatigued by the end of it all. However, receiving high quality care and genuine concern from the nurses made the experience much less excruciating. After I'd learned about that profession as a child I felt that I wanted to do the same for others as those nurses had done for me. Caring for those in need became a passion of mine, and because I know how it feels to be sick in the hospital,

This case describes the conflict resulting from cognitive dissonance, i.e., the dissonance between Jack’s self-concept and what he heard from the primary care doctor. Jack felt uncomfortable with the medical diagnosis which did not correspond to his successful life. The diagnosis negatively impacts Jack's self-esteem. His medical analysis provoked a significant cause of stress due to the cognitive dissonance with his self-concept. Jack was not able to face the situation calmly and analyze it. He directly denied the facts, tearing the medical prescription apart.

Self-concept it is the collection of experiences and beliefs about one self, and how these experiences, beliefs interact to form a picture according to individual’s perspective what kind of a person an individual is. This includes physical and mental

I made the decision to join the health care field based on my own desire, love of the people that live and thrive around me, and to be a role model for my daughter. I feel it is important to have a goal in life, and it is important to me to show my daughter the value of goals, and achieving them as well. I love meeting new people, and being able to lend a helping hand in any way I possibly can. What better way to help the general population then to have a profession in the health care industry.

Growing up with my grandparents had helped me determine my decision of pursuing a career in the medical field. My grandparents were Chinese farmers who would always reaching out for our neighbors and providing them with life needs. By growing up with them, I obtain their personalities as well. They taught me to be humble, responsible and caring. I remember a quote by Stephen Richard, “When you reach out to those in need, do not be surprised if the essential meaning of something occurs.” This quote was later proven by my own experience, which I would get this indescribable gratification I get after helping someone. Therefore, I wanted to become someone who can reaching out for others as my grandparents ever since I was little. Being in the

I have always known that the opportunity to help people will be the most important quality in my future occupation. Being a social and helpful person, I never miss an opportunity to help someone in need because I enjoy seeing a smile on someone’s face who was worried only a few minutes prior and to know that you had a role in helping this person is the most satisfying pleasure in the world to me. As I was choosing a field, I was certain in one thing, I wanted an occupation that would give me a chance to use my intellectual potential and enthusiasm to help others.

When we communicate we influence how others view us and we create an impression, when we receive opinions from others especially our significant other it influences how we feel about ourselves and helps create our self-concept. The reaction of others, your comparison with others, the social roles you play, and the groups of people you identify with all contribute to the development of your self-concept. According to Bevan and Sole part of the way you construct your self-concept is by choosing to accept or reject what other people tell you about yourself. Your self-concept is influenced by the people you surround yourself with and by what they tell you, to keep a positive self-concept it is helpful to surround yourself with someone who is positive and who speaks highly of you. You both must lift each other up and help each other to feel great about yourselves. “To grow and learn about yourself, you must be open-minded about other people 's opinions,” (Bevan and Sole 2014). Your opinions of each other mean a great deal to how you both feel about your selves and how you perceive yourselves. Your self-concept is how you feel about yourself but if you are told everyday of your life that you are ugly you will eventually think that you are a bit ugly, but if you are told you are beautiful you will think you are beautiful. Don’t ever put each other down even if it is unintentionally, always think before you speak! You can criticize or tell one another your thoughts and opinions

My passion has always been for people, from babysitting, to volunteering at a daycare to an actually hospital in the mother baby unit through Red Cross to volunteering at an elderly home. I loved to help children but I also wanted to work with older people as well, these opportunities have develop my mindset into wanting to have a hand in other people lives. It may be from the children or babies I am taking care of who are the next generation, so I have to make sure they are strong and healthy enough before they face the world. Maybe even to the older people who cannot take of themselves, having it be my job and responsibility brings a smile on my face. Going into the healthcare field I always heard it would be hard, difficult, and competitive, forming an obstacle before I even perused the education. Having strong believers in my household my parents made known that, “I can do all things through Christ that strengthens

At a young age, I knew that I always wanted to work in healthcare. From taking my mom’s stethoscope and using it on my sibling, to going to the hospital and asking loads of questions. I realized my desire, but I did not know what part of healthcare I wanted to become a part of. My first thought was to become a doctor because I assumed that they were the sole foundation of a hospital. Little did I know, nurses are hard at work in the background and are doing just as much work as a doctor. My mother herself was a nurse, and watching her was inspirational. She loved her job and was always so excited, which sparked my curiosity about what she did at work. My questions at hospital visits grew more and more, till I finally came to the rationalization

Helping people seemed to be the strength in my heart, which I then understood to be compassion for the human life. Over the last eight years, life as I knew it was happening all around me. In Africa, I was able to feed orphan children, teach young teenage girls their fourth language, English and play a sport I hardly knew anything about, known as soccer. When I returned to my homeland of America, helping people was something I did not want to do but needed to do. In one particular city, going to the women’s shelter became second nature to assist in whatever areas they needed me. Whether starting a clothing drive to keep unprivileged children and parents warm during the winter or to collecting food for their hunger. Those events made it clear to me, that being a nurse would be an honor to accept the call many were reluctant to do. The military has groomed me for such a time as this. As I laid in the chair giving blood yesterday, I asked the Phlebotomists about her career. She was so excited about the college she was attending, that I insisted on getting more information. Colorado Christian University was the college she was attending and I had to know more about. This is how I decided my next career move. My life has yet to see the plans God has for