Erikson's Stages

As a baby, I was an easy baby. Nothing made me fussy and I was always happy and relaxed. To this day, it has been a part of me. It takes a lot for me to lose my temper. I could even be too relaxed at times, when I need to be stern. Being from a country background, nothing has ever been a big deal, and that is the way that I have always looked at life. My parents and brothers are the same as well. Nothing can be done with a situation that you can not control, so why worry about it? This way of development that I have been living starts with the first stage of Erikson's theory. First stage is trust vs mistrust. This is usually acquired from the mother. My mother was always comforting, and I learned to trust her even to this day. The second stage

Having parents that allowed me to explore and to be myself without ridicule helped me have great self-esteem. If ever I did do something that was not appreciated by my parents, my mother would always make sure that she would tell me and that she was upset but always told me why. She never yelled but expressed her feelings and emotions to the acts of either sadness or happiness. This was a process of our religion to where it helped me develop my self-regulation. Religion always taught us to treat others with respect. This gave me the realization that loving and knowing that how my parents raised me was for my best interest. Having the ability to find my identity with things that I liked, and not being pushed in a certain direction made me develop into a guy who likes sports, who is patient, who knows his role and is not confused on the identity that I have. I thank my parents for the ability to be able to date and to grow and love. Even though I dated at a young age, they were always a part of what was going on, and they always met the girl that I was seeing. I never hid any secrets with them and it is still true to this day. I can tell my parents anything without the awkwardness of telling them what is going on in my life, and they have and will continue to always be a part of my feelings and life

Fine and gross motor skills came to me easy at a young age. Major movements came at a time when it was suppose to. I had normal pattern of movement with no delays. Fine motor skills came at a time when I was young as well. Growing up, I remember that playing, running, or throwing came easy to me. No one had to teach me it just came natural. Interacting with brothers, friends, and television, I could pick up the ability to move my body the way I wanted to without any troubles. Fine motor skills came to me at a point when I was into micro machines, which are little cars, but this is when I was putting the cars together or taking them apart. I also remember putting together racetracks that took skill to use tools to connect the track and to adjust small parts needed to make the track function properly. Puberty I can identify with as well. I remember not even worrying about body hair. Then one day, I could see some hair growing on my chest and I thought to myself that I need to shave that! So, that is what I did. I was so self-aware of the hairy chest, and I thought that girls did not like that. I shaved for the longest time to hide the fact that I was looking like a harry