Self And Self

Self as a Child / Self as an Adult Over the years, I have grown, matured, and began finding myself. Many things have changed in my transition from a child to an adult. When people think of comparing their childhood to adult hood, they always think of the responsibility that one takes on as an adult and all the freedoms that come along with that. However, my experience of blossoming into an adult is completely different from the majority of others. Instead of life turning me into a strong adult, I have evolved into a timid and self-critical human being.

When I was a child, I was carefree and uniquely me. Other children’s opinions of me did not matter one bit to me. I did not need others to make me feel good about myself. I did not need friends at recess or buddies around me all the time. I did not mind if others thought that I was quirky or acting silly. I

I was loud and always happy. I had complete confidence in who I was. I was never self-critical of myself, mainly because I thought I was a little princess. Making friends came easy because I did not mind speaking to them first. I would randomly walk up to other children and ask them what their name was and if they would be my friend. At that age, I did not know what it meant to let other people’s opinions of me control my life.

People think that when one gets older they find who they are and are happy with who they are; they become a stronger person. However, I see myself as a weaker person today than I was in my younger years. I am insecure in who I am. I would not say that I am happy with my self. When I look in the mirror, I see so many things that should be different, and maybe if they were I would love myself more. I let my insecurities run my life. Being self-critical is destructive to my happiness. Always thinking that I am not good enough, I should try harder, or that I