My Identity: The Perfect Girl

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For my entire life I lived in Fresh Meadows, New York in a modest house, with my brother, Jonathan and my parents. From early on, my parents instilled Christianity in me and that was really when I started building my own identity. Except it really was not my identity, it was the identity my parents wanted me to have. However, I was only four years old and really did not know any better. So for most of my life my parents attempted to mold me into the perfect daughter, or at least what they thought that was. Their hopes were shattered when I entered the third grade and a mini rebellion phase kicked in. I stopped doing what my parents wanted; I just tried to do what made me happy. Sadly, that phase didn 't last long. My eight year old self was …show more content…

When I entered eighth grade, a wave of anger toward my parents for oppressing me came on and I decided that I was going to be a little reckless. I decided I was going to get a boyfriend, something my parents have always forbade. It didn’t take long for me to find one, but it took almost a year for everything to go very wrong. June of 2012 was when I found out about my boyfriend. We had been dating for almost ten months, but broke up for three days in May after a fight. When we calmed down from the fight we got back together, but what I did not know until June was that in those three days, he was with another girl. Now I know that we were broken up so I might have just gotten angry that he didn’t tell me, but that wasn’t all he did. We had another fight in June before our anniversary and instead of trying to work it out with me, he went to that same girl and cheated on me. So I broke up with him and honestly, I was okay. After that fiasco, I realized that I am a strong and independent person. I don 't need a guy to make me happy and I deserved someone far better than him. I think I could have handled the heartbreak, but that wasn’t all that happened that

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