2. Another of my personal core values is creativity. This value is personally meaningful to me because I feel that is important for me to be able to express my originality and to be able to sometimes view the world in an unconventional way. Also, creativity also allows me to be open-minded and curious. 3.
After listening to guest speaker and author of a Christian Coming Out, Lou Anne’s story about being a lesbian and being a conservative Christian at that has taught her to embrace her sexuality and her lifestyle. For years, Lou Anne lived her life as a straight conservative girl, and later woman. As she repeated time and time again, “I was in a unhappy marriage, I pretend to be someone I was not…” Lou Anne eventually was at her breaking point, where she thought about taking her own life, because she said, “the thought of living another day as straight woman led me to believe being dead and going up to heaven was the only way I could see myself ever being happy”. It was not until her 60’s when Lou Anne had a change of heart, the way she labeled
Hello, I’m twenty two years old and I’m an African-American female. My major is Business Administration and I’m currently not a member of any sports teams, but In high school I was on the national honors society I have two social networking sites which are Facebook and Instagram. Additionally, I 'm also an older sibling to my two younger
In the past I have struggled with my biracial identity. As a child I was confused about which community I belonged in because I am a mix of Navajo and Caucasian. As I got older, I began to question myself and who I was. I felt like I did not belong to either the Native or Caucasian community because in both groups I felt like someone else. I felt as if I had to live two lives that were completely separated.
One value I strongly believe in, that hardly exists any more, is appreciation. For example, law enforcement personnel seem to have targets on their backs. Yes there are some bad cops, but why treat every cop like a bad cop with no reason behind it other than the
Who knew a Jewish orthodox woman would know about ASOS, an online fashion store? I enter a hosiery store in Crown Heights, with the intentions of finding an ultra-orthodox woman to interview. Once I enter, the employer of the store greeted and welcomed my friend and I. We acted as if we were shopping for someone, but in reality, I was examining who would be ideal and willing to be interview. The women shopping at the store had a long wig, with a navy blue skirt and gray legwear.
I Am African American I am an African American female. My whole life I’ve been told this and let this one fact become my identity; but this may not be the best way to approach my race, and who I am as a person. As a child, the media and the people around me acted as if my race described my likes/dislikes, my level of intelligence, or even who I am as a person. This idea society has of African Americans is wrong for a majority of reasons, and I challenged it a long time ago.
I was born trans, and I will die trans. There is nothing parent’s, my priest, or myself could have done or will do to change that. I came out as transgender the summer before I started high school, and let me tell you this, it was quite a shock to my parents. Let me tell you this, there is no amount of hints you can drop that will make two gold star Catholic parents ponder, “Hmm, I think my daughter, just might be a boy,” even if you go the extra mile to the most tomboy person imaginable, cut all your hair off, only wear boy clothes, and develops an obsession with studying trans people while reporting back to them. Not even for second will it cross their minds.
Yes, I am. I have a hard time accepting it but each of us is a sexual being. For me, I tried to never to act on it, it was trying to act like a good boy, and not doing what all the other guys were doing, fairly simple. Considering my true identity. I tried to date,
My sexual orientation doesn’t affect me at all. Everyone knows that I am bisexual, so that is nothing special. I have been bisexual since I was 14 years-old, so my sexuality, personality, and background are something new that I admire in myself, and my love me for who I am. Being bisexual means to me that I am free and I am open. Also when someone that I know actually asks me who I love more, my answer will always be both.
I am a transgender Christian. My path has not been easy and included many days of struggle with my faith. Although I never questioned the existence of God there were times when I questioned my relationship with God and there were times that I found myself separated and isolated from the mainline church. I grew up in the church. I have been a lifelong Presbyterian.
February 29, 2016 is when my best friend Cristal and I went to Walmart shopping center to do a little grocery shopping. As we were getting out the car and heading in, we noticed some employees on the side of the building that were taking a break, and these employees were men. As we continued to walk in, they started yelling “Hey ma, wassup” and us ignoring them, we had no clue that one of the guys were going to run up behind us. He tapped me on my shoulders and once again was like “Hey ma, wassup” and me being who I am I turned around and was like I am gay and this is my girlfriend please leave us alone. He instantly turned around while saying “oh my bad shawty” and we went on about our day.
“In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.” I said as i dutifully made the sign of the cross and picked up my book of hymns. As the organist began playing, I stared at the large golden cross that hung above the altar, its metallic sheen contrasting with the deep green marble. I was baptized as a Catholic, attended a Catholic elementary school and high school, and attended church every Sunday with my family. I made my first reconciliation and received a small silver cross necklace with a tiny peridot in the center.
Values are those things worth fighting for, and those things worth sacrificing
My Conversion Testimony When I was young, I attend church with my neighbors and friends. When I became a teenager, my parents made me go to church. I loved church so I did not have a problem going, but I did not know the reason for attending church. I did not have a personal relationship with Jesus. After I became a young adult, I started partying and I did not want to go to church.
