The Importance Of Who Am I In My Life

Who am I? This question asked so often suggests that there is actually a reasonable answer. Almost as if our own personal being were a fixed thing. Generally, people who ask this type of question are usually struggling with their identity and thus are looking for something to make sense of themselves. The irony is that the more you seek to identify who you are, the more you are exposed to being fragile. Some people spend their live looking for an answer that could possibly satisfy them but still never find anything. The main focus shouldn't be on discovering who you are but on considering the social influences that have affected you.

Sometimes in life, growing up can in fact be difficult. We must face challenges that can sometimes be difficult to overcome, we have to persevere, and overcome the obstacles we have, however when you are born with special needs like Autism, it can be harder to overcome these obstacles. Living in the same household with my brother, Declan O’Neill, who since a young age has had to deal with Autism. Which makes things that is easy for us to do, like talking to people, and socializing, more difficult for him because he is afraid he will be judged.

I am the youngest of two daughters by two years, and live with my mom and dad. In my family, I’m the one who is the peacemaker. My family has taught me the importance of standing up for myself and others, and to be grateful for what I have. Both of my parents worked hard to give me the life I have now, and have taught me to work hard in life. My dad is a nephrologist, and works hard all day so that I don’t see him often, but when I do, he and I have a great time together. As a result of this, I value the time I spend with my family above almost everything else.

In the past few years, I have often thought that I have learned a great deal about who I am. I have grown much since middle school and have

I have had a plethora of unique life experiences, many of which have happened in the last couple years of my life. In the past three years I have traveled to Guatemala, all over Germany, and Hawaii. During the summer of my freshman year of High School, I went on a missions trip to Guatemala. My church took 10 boys, and 10 girls; we spent a total of a week in a small impoverished town called . I believe that this trip allowed me, for the first time, to see, and be enveloped in a new culture. During the trip I ate new foods, played new games, and learned about the Guatemalan culture. I was able to spend time with all of the local kids, and learn how to respect a new culture. Then, this last summer, I was able to take a part in a German Exchange program with my school. After taking 3 years of German in High School, I was one of twenty people selected to go on a three-week long exchange program in Germany. The trip consisted of a week traveling with the 20 people chosen to go. The other two weeks were spent living with my host family and German partner. During my stay there I visited Berlin, Munich, Cologne, and traveled to the Netherlands. This was another chance for me to experience a new culture, and to further my German speaking skills. However, more importantly, it allowed me to make lifelong friends in another part of the world. About a month after I got back from Germany, my family went on a 12 day vacation to Hawaii. During my time there I had the opportunity to do a

As time passes and deadlines approach, a certain question seemed to constantly come to mind, “who am i?”. I never took the time to ask myself this question, but as my senior year slowly comes to an end, and the time to plan out my future is here, the question arose. It's difficult to find time to ask myself this question, and even more difficult to find the answer with so many other things circling my mind, especially around this time in the year. But in order to get to where I am now, I had to get to know myself first.

Who are you, really? Many kids in the process of growing up would have a hard time answering that question. Finding one's place in this world is a stressful and challenging journey because sometimes one can't find that place until they find who they truly are themselves. The story "Paul's Case" by Willa Cather is about just that, a boy named Paul who has no direction in life and is struggling with his identity and how the world around him leads Paul to a place of pure confusion, imagination, aesthetic and pleasure that ultimately leads him to his own demise.

I have not always been myself; the person I am today is very different than who I used to be. I have seen myself sprout and bloom into a confident, young woman in a matter of three years. I remember arriving at my high school during freshman year a nervous wreck; I had very few friends despite being in the same school system my entire educational career. The previous year had left a stale taste in my mouth, and I longed for a fresh start. I remember walking through the wide hallways with countless bodies bustling around me. Seeing all those different people made me think. Who was I exactly?

Who am I exactly? I find myself asking myself this question more and more often. This is my second year here at Grossmont College, and I find myself still undecided on my major or what I want to achieve for the rest of my life. I’d like to think that at 19 – despite the young age – that I have experienced and witnessed a lot in my life that has shaped me into the person I am. With the experience I have under my belt, my social concept, social comparisons, reflected appraisals and self esteem has all been affected. The person that I have become today is all dependent on my past and how I perceive the experience. Even though I might still be unsure of exactly who I am or who I will be, the experiences of my past have become the basis of my personality.

Hopping on a plane and coming to the U.S. at the age of three wasn't such a big deal to me because I didn't know what was going on at the time. All I wanted was food, sleep, and cartoons. Little did I know that we were leaving my hometown Pakistan and flying across the globe to the United States of America. It was later on that I realized my parents came to the U.S. for me to receive a better education. People ask me if I have a hard time deciding which place is home. Usually, it would be hard to answer that question, but Chicago is home to me because I came at such an early age. And now I am content with where I am in life and although I dislike the Chicago winters I am happy here. I am proud to say as a Muslim immigrant that I love the United

Shatana Dalton was born on March 7 at the Women’s Hospital in Greensboro, North Carolina. She grew up in a small country town not far from Greensboro, called Madison, in Rockingham County. Within this town, there was a smaller community named Goodwill in which she and her entire family was a part of. Goodwill was in reference to the church she went to every Sunday as child, Goodwill First Baptist Church. Shatana and her older sister played sports as recreation, well only one sport which was soccer. It was ironic that both Shatana and her sister fell in love with soccer since both of her parents played softball. Nevertheless, none of this information answers

Many things shape my identity, but there are three major things that make me different than anyone else. In particular, math is a enormous part of my life. Since third grade, I have been a year ahead in math. About eighteen kids, including me, were bussed over to Prospect in eighth grade to take math. Last year, when I was a freshman, I joined the math team; consequently, we placed 20th in the state. Programming is another substantial part of my life, because it is one of my favorite classes. In my class there are very few girls, three to be exact. I was able to work on an app, for Prospect, last year with a few friends in my class. Also, my friends come to me with app ideas or apps they want to have on their IPads. Finally, most of my life

I’ve worked as a swim instructor since I was fourteen, I’m in theatre sometimes over 20 hours a week, I run a Relay For Life team with the American Cancer Society, and I work very hard to stay in the top 20% of my class. I am a perfectionist. I have never really had time to stop and think about who I am when nobody else is around.

Who am I? What is my place in the world? What do I want to do with my life? These are some of the most fundamental if not somewhat cliche questions that we as humans ask ourselves. From the moment of birth, we begin on our long journey toward not only discovering the world around us but also discovering ourselves. Although the journey of self-discovery is lifelong, most developmentalists agree that it is during the adolescent years that we seriously begin to consider the question of who am I? One of the most famous people to describe

While childhood seemed like a breeze, my adolescent years were anything but that. Adolescence, the transition between childhood and adulthood beginning with puberty, is a time full of physical and psychological changes both positive and negative. During this time individuals are in search of their identity, a task that can yield a lot of confusion. The question of who am I lingers in the back of adolescent minds and the answer anything but simple. This struggle for an identity and one’s place in society can lead to stress. Through exploration and soul searching, however, one might find their identity. For me, this question seemed impossible to answer, however, I always had a strong desire to fit in and be liked by others. Reading through the different developmental theories in the text, I started to compare them to events in my own life and noticed many significant similarities.