I always hated filling out the large box on paper work that asked for you to write something about yourself. I have no idea why I have this issue. Not only writing about myself but writing in general. I don’t enjoy it. I prefer to snap a photo or scribble down calculations from algebra II.
One problem that rises from this matter is that anything I create has no meaning that could be seen unless there is an explanation or story behind it, which sadly can only be done through writing. So from now on I will hopefully add a paragraph for clarification or thoughts that ran through my mind about a piece made.
So to fulfill this I will take a step by writing about myself and part of my life in this post.
Well to start off, I am a young blogger, photographer, actor, and student, Muslim and crazy cat lover. My family members include my sister and father. One thing that has shaped my life is my mother. The strongest women I have ever known. She passed way when I was fourteen because of cancer. This is something I don’t talk about, even with my father. I pushed my feelings down to be strong for everyone. I bottled up my emotions to show the community that I was okay and willing to build up my family’s life again but in reality I was destroyed. The pain, misery, and loneliness were all I felt at the time. And honestly I haven’t fully recovered but I have the best support from my family and friends. They would remind me about the good memories and characterizes of my mother like how she would be excited to plan out events or how she had a modest fashion forward style. My entire life styles are influenced by my mom.
She liked sales, I LOVED sales.
She achieved a high education, I have high academic goals.
She enjoyed life, and now I enjoy living.
One problem that rises from this matter is that anything I create has no meaning that could be seen unless there is an explanation or story behind it, which sadly can only be done through writing. So from now on I will hopefully add a paragraph for clarification or thoughts that ran through my mind about a piece made.
So to fulfill this I will take a step by writing about myself and part of my life in this post.
Well to start off, I am a young blogger, photographer, actor, and student, Muslim and crazy cat lover. My family members include my sister and father. One thing that has shaped my life is my mother. The strongest women I have ever known. She passed way when I was fourteen because of cancer. This is something I don’t talk about, even with my father. I pushed my feelings down to be strong for everyone. I bottled up my emotions to show the community that I was okay and willing to build up my family’s life again but in reality I was destroyed. The pain, misery, and loneliness were all I felt at the time. And honestly I haven’t fully recovered but I have the best support from my family and friends. They would remind me about the good memories and characterizes of my mother like how she would be excited to plan out events or how she had a modest fashion forward style. My entire life styles are influenced by my mom.
She liked sales, I LOVED sales.
She achieved a high education, I have high academic goals.
She enjoyed life, and now I enjoy living.