Identity

Identity

I identify with my gender, female, by having adult characteristics as well as nurturing traits. My race has futile significance in my eyes, but unfortunately massive significance in the eyes of the beholder. I feel that being African American is just a label of skin color rather than ethnicity. Two people can share the same heritage but turn out to be entirely opposite based on demographics and religion. I am 25 years old and I consider myself a young adult. My religious beliefs come from non-denominational Christianity. My ethnicity is American. My national heritage is Blackfoot Indian and African. My current and temporary occupation is a stocker and bra specialist at Victoria’s Secret. I am a mother, daughter, and sister. My sexual orientation is currently heterosexual. My hobbies are creative writing and dance. My demographics are urban, lower-class, inner-city. I don’t consider myself disabled, but I do have a mild anxiety disorder. My socioeconomic status is lower-middle class. Although each of these attributes takes part in whom I am. I don’t believe it influences who I will be in a major way. I do not allow traits like these to make me or break me. I am a strong woman that has dreams and goals beyond my religion and demographics, etc. I believe that soft skills influence a person’s future more than culture, hard skills, and economic status ever will.
I will say that the most influential people in my life were my parents and God. My biological mother taught me to be grateful for the things that I have now, because we had so little then. My biological father taught me the importance of being malleable, no one like a person that has a heart of stone. He also showed me how I should never be treated. My god-parents taught me to overcome my past, business skills, family orientation, and how to push past intangible limitations. God has impacted my life by showing me what love is and that he is all I need. He has been there for me even when I didn’t want Him....

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