Self-concept is shaped in a variety of different ways however the most powerful way self-concept is shaped is seems to be by experience and our interactions with the world and those around us. Self-concept is how we perceive ourselves and how we compare to the ideal self. There are two parts of self- concept and they are social perceptions and personal perceptions. These two factors make up the self, as we are, as people. And as people we are social creatures so naturally we care how others perceive us. Our attitudes, our abilities define who we are.
My self-concept is complicated and simple at the same time. Complicated because my perception changes constantly and causes volatile emotions but simple because the root emotion or thought is just simply that, a thought or emotion, nothing clouds it besides perception but at the end of the day it’s still the same. My attributes are many and few, I say this because my attributes build on each other. My attributes and qualities feed into one another not to say that they cause each other but only that correlate and complement well.
Like I said before self-concept is largely developed through experience. I was raised as a Latter Day Saint or a Mormon, I credit most of my values, morals, and attitude to Mormonism. Mormons definitely believe in normal Christian values however the Mormon Church dives deeper or at least my family did as we were the only black family (and continue to be the black family in our church). My family was always active in the church, I developed service as well as a willingness to help others during this time. My brother was young men president, my grandfather on high council, my grandmother on a home visit coordinator, and I a young women’s president as well as youth camp leader. However even before the church my other grandmother took me in from my mother’s neglectful behavior, during this time even though I was young I learned self-determination, compassion, love, harmony, respect, integrity, independence, and hate. Hate is strong but so is love however on cannot exist without the other. To fully know what one, you first have to experience the other which is normally hate. I’m not proud to hate but it’s something that I’ve come to terms with and something that I’m glad to have experienced.
Fast forward to college, I’d become a very independent person but I was arrogant and stuck up thanks to the Mormon community I had been raised in. Also arrogance, blatant pride, and false entitlement aren’t something that I’m particularly proud of but I needed at the time. My now husband has taught me a lot about through experience not that he’s wise or anything (he’s 21) but how to care and love someone deeper. I’d always thought that I knew how to love someone deeply but my love for him goes deeper than I ever would have imagined. And I know that my kids will teach me even deeper love, understand, appreciation, and above all gratitude (until they turn about 4 or so then it’s back to I...