Salud, Elisheva Danielle M.

PSY23 September 20 2019

THEORIES OF PERSONALITY: PRELIM REQUIREMENT

"Just Breathe”
Chaotic, complicated, rebellious, non-conformist, happy go lucky, unpredictable,
sometimes emotional, charming, mysterious and the list will go on of the words people describe
me as. But am I all that? Are they fragments of my personality? It’s been almost twenty years of
different experiences molded together to come up with someone like me. My Christian faith made
me believe that I am created unique and special, designed and formed for a purpose. Every bit of
my experiences wether positive or negative is part of who I am and who God wants me to be. They
are building blocks of my personality.

I chose to discuss my personality and development through the lens of Individual

Psychology by Alfred Adler who stated that the main motives of human thought and behavior are
individual man’s striving for superiority and success, partly in compensation for his feeling of
inferiority. Every person, in this view, is unique, and his personality structure including his
individual goal and ways of striving for it finds expression in his style of being, this life-style being
the product of his creativity.

Social Interest
In my childhood since I was an only child, only granddaughter, only niece and sadly the
only baby girl in our church community, I was the apple of the eye of everyone. I was very much
appreciated. People around me tend to give so much attention to maintain my happiness and safety.
I was well provided with all my necessities and somehow I wanted to keep everything as it is.
Making everyone happy and enjoying everyones attention and all its benefits.
Final Goal
The initial and final goal of my life is basically the same, it is to survive. I don’t aim to be
the best in anything, being enough is enough for me. Being able to survive and to live a normal
life is the main goal for me. There’s so much that has happened to me along the way and I am
grateful to be given a chance to live.
Creative Power
I was a sick girl. I had constant asthma attacks and at the same time my lungs started to fill
up with water. My family didn’t know what to do. I had this one big hit where I thought that I
would die. They brought me to the hospital and the doctor advised me not to continue my studies.
Even though I am already a graduating student ,I had to stop from going to school and I had to rest
at home for a year. I started to move back from the world where I was once the center of attraction
to the one that is left behind. The life that was once happy and fun became a prison at home with
only myself to deal with. I was always alone. Because of that I was filled with boredom, shame,
frustrations and a lot of loneliness, but I had the luxury of time. So it led me towards expressing
myself through creative ways such as singing, painting, drawing and also writing. I think it became
my outlet of all the pain I had. And because I was always alone, I tend to image better things.
Because of this episode, it became a part of my personality to hide my pain and divert it into
something else, not necessarily creative ,but good and acceptable.

Organ Dialect
I was branded as the sick girl. Nobody expected anything from me since I was not capable
of much before ,since breathing was also a challenge for me. Everyone sees me as the weak one
that needs attention and help to able to cope up with the challenges of life and it made me think
less of myself. It made me stop trying and taking risks since everyone was over protective of me
not thinking how I felt. They were protecting me at the same time showing me that I am weak and
pity me.

Style of Life
After all that happened, I promised myself that I will live in happiness. I will do everything
in my power to have a happy and amazing life regardless of the consequences. I became reckless
in some points, but that only because I wanted to claim everything I’ve lost. I want to catch up to
the moments and memories other normal kids had. I made lots of mistakes and failures trying to
live the life. I made numerous mistakes and some of them are the ones you cannot undone. Yet
you will still see me smiling, laughing and believing. It was a hard life. When I was sick, my
parents were not really okay. Their marriage is struggling, only holding on a string. And I can see
them trying but, sometimes I would just like to give it up because the more they try, the more they
hurt me. My mom and dad had their own lives and own ways of coping from the problems of our
family. That is why I had no one but myself. I basically taught myself all I know now. And then I
got sick pretty bad, and got left out. I had a hard time because my parents had to separate last year.
It’s just sad that all the people that was with you when you are okay are the ones that left you in
times of distress. I know that until now I am a mess and I keep on getting messier. Maybe that is
also why I wanted to take this course, to truly help myself cope.

Excuses
Due to all my issues and difficulties, I used them to excuse myself from doing stupid things.
I didn’t think clearly because I think I deserve to feel like I am in control of my own life. I made
so much mistakes the point I lost count and end up just letting it be. I can say that I did all the
safeguarding tendencies, I can actually relate in all of them. There’s just too much to handle and I
don’t want to make a fuss about anything anymore. I’m too busy to deal with myself. I am unstable
and sad and I just want to leave this state and be happy.