Personal Narrative: A Person's Identity

A person’s identity is shaped by many different aspects. Family, culture, friends and many other factors that help shape a person’s identity, my family was the most influential part of my life that has helped shape my identity. I was born March 15, 1992, as Joshua David McLeod, son of Roy Louis McLeod Jr. and Michele Joan McLeod. I was the second child in this family, my older brother Ryan was born three years before me, I was followed by my sister Jordyn just over a year later. Growing up I never really thought about how my family or others viewed me. My identity and personality were shaped and molded by my family, but not all of it, I molded my own identity of who I wanted to be, even if I never become that person, I have my own idea of my
I didn’t have to try and be someone I wasn’t, they just understood me, at least I thought that. When I was young, that statement held true, once I got older, things changed, especially with my sister. My sister got into a bad crowd which started to change her, with her change started my change of identity. I began to try and understand her and what she was doing, making me want to know more about her life. I began to identify myself with the bad crowds around the school to grasp a better understanding of the life, it was all a lie. I couldn’t keep up with those people, I wasn’t what they were, I couldn’t do what they were doing, I became an outcast instead, pushed some of my dear friends away in hopes of understanding one person that meant so much to me. That false identity didn’t last long, which then pushed my sister away and creating a rift that would last for years. We have since mended this rift, but it took a long
He helped mold me into part of the man I am today. We were both interested in the same music, cars, activities and career choices, which helped keep us close. This also helped in my growth as a person, having someone you can confide in and help push you to a specific goal in life is all anyone could ask for, yes, my parents did that, but it always seemed better coming from him. After, all we have been through together he is one that helped set me on my path to my dream job, which I will forever be grateful for. Everyone has their own identities, everyone has a different story to how they got those identities. My story started and continues with my family, they have and will always be there for me, helping me grow and continually molding me into the person I am meant to be. I have met many people along the way that influenced that and every day I will meet people that help change me and make me a better man. I have many identities and will continue to have them, it started as a son, brother, friend and one day, I will have more. All, I hope is that I live to make all those people proud of what they help