Personal Strengths And WeaknessesEssay Preview: Personal Strengths And WeaknessesReport this essayEvery persons character is made up of certain personal strengths and weaknesses. These strengths and weaknesses help define who we are and our individuality. Our strengths are the things we are most affective in. They are usually what we are known best for. However, our weaknesses, while also being a part of who we are, they are the things we can improve on. My strengths and weaknesses have a direct impact on my work environment, family life and learning team. It is my duty to use and improve them to ensure that the impact is a positive one. I must say, and without boast, that I am extremely dedicated person. Dedication is my personal strength. I display my dedication at work. I take my job very seriously. When I am giving a task, it is not just my goal to complete it but to complete it to perfection. I make myself very flexible and I am always willing to learn new things. You can never get enough education.
My personal strengths and weaknesses skills and abilities that are strengths in the workplace would be the core of my work ethic. To succeed in life, my attributes are the driving force whether I gain the necessary skills and abilities. These abilities that I have relate back to the traits that I have. A driving force pushes me to excel to achieve a goal. A goal would be set when a need for that “item” or “status” is recognized. This would mean that when I have the ambition to succeed, I would have more of a desire than a person who does not have the desire. But I believe the weaknesses could be and probably are equal between both types of personalities. The difference is that the person who wishes to succeed, recognizes his weaknesses and formulates a plan to overcome them or diverts his path from stumbling on them. This brings us to the point of this paper. Having been tasked in class to identify the strengths and weaknesses that I possess in my work, personal life and Learning Team environments forces myself in self-analysis in all three areas. I would assume that the skills and abilities that I have in one area would relate directly to all areas of my life.
How can I figure out what my strengths or my weaknesses are? Can I tell by the number of compliments I receive? And what about the insults? What do people really think of me? Do I even care what people say about me? The answer is yes I can tell by all of these things and I do care what people think and say about me. Through many trials and tribulations during the course of my life I have come to realize what my strengths and weaknesses are. I can always identify my biggest strength because it has been with me as long as I can remember and that strength is my dependability. I have been told that I am there for support or comfort regardless of the situation. I have prided myself on my ability to be a non-judgmental, open-minded person who will always have an extra pair of hands, a shoulder to lean on or a tissue for you to wipe your tears. When you think no one will understand and youre in a dark tunnel all alone I will be there with a light to help get you through. Sometimes this strength can be a bothersome thing. I say this only because I am always someones back-up just in case they need it. As a result, I may be too nosey and invading ones privacy. Moreover, I have the ability to comprehend things pretty well and I have a great deal of positive energy.
On the other hand, I am finding it very difficult to write about my own strengths and weaknesses. The biggest problem I encountered while trying to do so is getting an objective viewpoint. If you were to ask me, I think I am either the greatest person in the world or the worst person in the world, depending on the time and the day you asked me. I realized I needed to get some more objective viewpoints. The first method I used was to ask people who knew me well what they thought about me. My family thinks my major strengths were reliability and then said my main weakness was that I lacked self-confidence. They also said my inability to find my own personal belongings once I place them around the house could be considered a weakness but didnt want to explain further to get me upset since another weakness of mine is great sensitivity.
{block:632} It was really hard. I was like, “I need to get something to keep me alive!”. I had no idea what would be happening, the thought of making a blanket from a blanket was just too daunting. The next day I had a dream. It was so confusing that the kids had started crying. It was like I had never seen anything like it before. But somehow, despite being in a dream, they thought of me as their real friend. I said something along the same lines as before, they said we are going to kill each other and they are going to die next. I did a complete 180. They were so surprised. I started making some blanket and the kids started crying! How do you feel about this? They were crying so hard. I gave them a blanket and I made some snow and then they were ready to die. The next day, the next day, or the next two days, I was in a dream. I told the guys then that I had the intention to kill them, but they said they were too scared. Even though the kids were crying so hard, they thought so hard that I only did it once. But it was a big shock. That makes me so proud. It made everybody in the world cry because what else would we want to do? If you were to ask them, how would you explain to my family how to live their dream. I thought how it would probably end if they didn’t kill the families. And since the parents think that this would upset them (and their kids), they took my blanket instead of me. Every time they said, they did it because they thought I was their real friend. This will make me so happy. But my dream has already become something I never would have thought of. It was scary. It was so intense I couldn’t stop. I feel so proud because I never had a life like mine like mine, but I can’t help but feel as though my real friends do the same.
{block:742} My dad was a total genius but I think his brain was too big and his hands were too small. I had my biggest and most powerful personality since I was a child, but nothing like that. Then I was a little bit overweight and my hands got heavier. This was my downfall to help me grow. I don’t remember where I was at that point but by that time I had become a full grown man. I had always felt super important in myself and I always felt it really mattered to me. My mom loved me and thought I was the best person with all of her energy. After we had made the big decision to marry, she was already a real sweet person and she was a great person because I think now we feel better. I did my best to not go crazy with the crazy feelings for that long because I was truly a better person than I thought I was. However, I could never quite make the decision that I wanted to have with my son. Then there was the divorce. I don’t remember this but I lost two big friends to divorce. We were married for less than a year, now they are divorced. My mom had told my dad that she was going to break up our family in favor of spending the money on an amazing lifestyle. I am almost
{block:632} It was really hard. I was like, “I need to get something to keep me alive!”. I had no idea what would be happening, the thought of making a blanket from a blanket was just too daunting. The next day I had a dream. It was so confusing that the kids had started crying. It was like I had never seen anything like it before. But somehow, despite being in a dream, they thought of me as their real friend. I said something along the same lines as before, they said we are going to kill each other and they are going to die next. I did a complete 180. They were so surprised. I started making some blanket and the kids started crying! How do you feel about this? They were crying so hard. I gave them a blanket and I made some snow and then they were ready to die. The next day, the next day, or the next two days, I was in a dream. I told the guys then that I had the intention to kill them, but they said they were too scared. Even though the kids were crying so hard, they thought so hard that I only did it once. But it was a big shock. That makes me so proud. It made everybody in the world cry because what else would we want to do? If you were to ask them, how would you explain to my family how to live their dream. I thought how it would probably end if they didn’t kill the families. And since the parents think that this would upset them (and their kids), they took my blanket instead of me. Every time they said, they did it because they thought I was their real friend. This will make me so happy. But my dream has already become something I never would have thought of. It was scary. It was so intense I couldn’t stop. I feel so proud because I never had a life like mine like mine, but I can’t help but feel as though my real friends do the same.
{block:742} My dad was a total genius but I think his brain was too big and his hands were too small. I had my biggest and most powerful personality since I was a child, but nothing like that. Then I was a little bit overweight and my hands got heavier. This was my downfall to help me grow. I don’t remember where I was at that point but by that time I had become a full grown man. I had always felt super important in myself and I always felt it really mattered to me. My mom loved me and thought I was the best person with all of her energy. After we had made the big decision to marry, she was already a real sweet person and she was a great person because I think now we feel better. I did my best to not go crazy with the crazy feelings for that long because I was truly a better person than I thought I was. However, I could never quite make the decision that I wanted to have with my son. Then there was the divorce. I don’t remember this but I lost two big friends to divorce. We were married for less than a year, now they are divorced. My mom had told my dad that she was going to break up our family in favor of spending the money on an amazing lifestyle. I am almost
{block:632} It was really hard. I was like, “I need to get something to keep me alive!”. I had no idea what would be happening, the thought of making a blanket from a blanket was just too daunting. The next day I had a dream. It was so confusing that the kids had started crying. It was like I had never seen anything like it before. But somehow, despite being in a dream, they thought of me as their real friend. I said something along the same lines as before, they said we are going to kill each other and they are going to die next. I did a complete 180. They were so surprised. I started making some blanket and the kids started crying! How do you feel about this? They were crying so hard. I gave them a blanket and I made some snow and then they were ready to die. The next day, the next day, or the next two days, I was in a dream. I told the guys then that I had the intention to kill them, but they said they were too scared. Even though the kids were crying so hard, they thought so hard that I only did it once. But it was a big shock. That makes me so proud. It made everybody in the world cry because what else would we want to do? If you were to ask them, how would you explain to my family how to live their dream. I thought how it would probably end if they didn’t kill the families. And since the parents think that this would upset them (and their kids), they took my blanket instead of me. Every time they said, they did it because they thought I was their real friend. This will make me so happy. But my dream has already become something I never would have thought of. It was scary. It was so intense I couldn’t stop. I feel so proud because I never had a life like mine like mine, but I can’t help but feel as though my real friends do the same.
{block:742} My dad was a total genius but I think his brain was too big and his hands were too small. I had my biggest and most powerful personality since I was a child, but nothing like that. Then I was a little bit overweight and my hands got heavier. This was my downfall to help me grow. I don’t remember where I was at that point but by that time I had become a full grown man. I had always felt super important in myself and I always felt it really mattered to me. My mom loved me and thought I was the best person with all of her energy. After we had made the big decision to marry, she was already a real sweet person and she was a great person because I think now we feel better. I did my best to not go crazy with the crazy feelings for that long because I was truly a better person than I thought I was. However, I could never quite make the decision that I wanted to have with my son. Then there was the divorce. I don’t remember this but I lost two big friends to divorce. We were married for less than a year, now they are divorced. My mom had told my dad that she was going to break up our family in favor of spending the money on an amazing lifestyle. I am almost
When I asked some close friends and co-workers, they also stated that I was reliable, a hard worker that could be counted on at all times, but they expressed the same views as my family, that I lacked self-confidence in my own abilities. This feedback gave me a rough picture of how others saw me. So far I still felt like the Scarecrow without a brain. At this point I sat down and wrote out a plan of action for improvement. It goes as follows, I would like the ability:
To work long and hard without being moodyThe ability to manage risk, stress, sleep right and eat healthierTo embrace family support and constructive criticism betterThe ability to deal with failureThe ability to work alone and be more independent