Personal Narrative: Who Am I Am

Who am I ? is a very simple question, but still my answer is unclear and bewildering. I hate to say I don't know myself as I would like to. I'm still trying to find who I am and I have a long road to go. My answer seems to be very underlying but it's true. I have always thought I knew who I was but I realized I didn't know who I am. I pretended to be other people while growing up so I can say I wasn't myself for a long time. Every day I learn new things about me that I never thought that could describe me but they do.I might still not know who I am or supposed to be but I know I'm a female trying to find the path to finding herself.I'm still not done living life, but I know I am a person who was made many mistakes after mistake. I can say

From a young age, I encountered what is known as discrimination from my own people I could say. Being Mexican- American was hard for me as I traveled continuously from American to Mexico. I would take a school in America for a couple of months and then months later take a school in Mexico. I was learning tow languages at the same time but not constantly. Neither one of my languages were perfect. I always had an accent while speaking English and I would talk in Spanish in a very chopped manner. While moving back and forth from Mexico and America, my mother decided to stay in Mexico for about 3 years. Now I was attending school regularly but at this time, my cousins and peers would make fun of me because I was what they called a gringo. I was often called names for not being able to speak Spanish correctly. From this experience I learned that I will always face some type of discrimination act no matter where I am, it will just happen. I also learned that no one is perfect or will be perfect, so from that experience, I have always tried my best and never gave up on anything no matter how hard it

When I come across this point in life, it is one of my major weaknesses. When something happens that hurts my feelings or makes me angry, the result is always sadness. I let my emotions and feeling out by crying or keeping quiet to myself. Sometimes I become so upset that it converts to that anger and then turns into frustration. When somebody puts me down with comments or actions, I try to ignore it but inside I know I am better than words or actions but sometimes those comments and action get to me and they stay on my mind for a long period of time. I try to remember people will always have things to say about me but sometimes I think people are heartless and cold for no