Narrative Essay On Cultural Identity

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The Outsider’s Identity
My cultural identity never had place in the social structure that is life. I was once a part of a farming community that loved to prove that small town life was not like the movies. Instead of quirky neighbors, you had a bunch of conservative people living next door. I made some great friends, but I knew I didn’t meet their standards. As I grew, I moved into the city with people who I was not sure how to socialize with. When I did become friends with others, I ended up getting hurt and overwhelmed. I forced myself to be something I was not and in the end I couldn’t belong. Even now, being an outsider is something I had to get used to. I take pride in not having a social clique, and I let my many stories mold me into my identity of being an outsider. While the culture I came from has given me both positive and negative impacts, it helped me become who I am today through many trial and error. I often get nostalgic whenever I
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Yeah, the world is still sleepin’,
While I keep on dreamin’ for me.
And their words are just whispers
And lies that I’ll never believe. (35-40)
This shows that after getting used to the idea of being an outsider, I was able to accept who I was. I am not afraid to admit who I am to others. If someone has a problem with my identity I would not care what they think of me. Being myself was the best thing to ever happen in my life, and the world has no right to tell me that my identity is wrong. This is who I am, and I don’t care if I don’t belong. My identity makes me happy, and that is what matters.
When I came to realize my identity, it was some something life changing. If I had not struggled with being myself, I would not have understood the beauty of not fitting it. My perspective on life has changed forever, and it helps breathe a new determination into lungs. I am an outsider, someone who does not belong anywhere, and I do not regret accepting who I