SPL2.2 Writing a Personal Narrative Draft

 Name: Cyril Cristoffer Gobenciong Date Submitted: Jan 2, 2025

Section: 12-Lyon                 Teacher: Sir Lugtu












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PERSONAL NARRATIVE DRAFT

Topic: Individuality

Title: You can’t please everyone

Thesis: In the pursuit of others’ approval, you only end up losing yourself

Paragraph 1

Topic Sentence: I was raised to value the public opinion over my own individuality

Supporting Details:

1. I grew up within a household that valued their public image above all else. This was especially true when it came to any public gatherings. They'd scold me for acting out of line and any semblance of rebellion would leave me at their mercy when we arrived home.

2. They made sure to hammer these values into me even at a young age. This was to ensure that I'd maintain this attitude even as I grew up. Sad to say their methods were quite effective.

3. I was taught to act prim and proper, in order to cultivate this facade of virtue and perfection. They got their "perfect" son, I was cheated my childhood. Nonetheless I couldn't really do much, that's just how things were. Anything to please my dear old grandparent.

Paragraph 2

Topic Sentence: It took me a long time before I truly understood the consequences this kind of mindset would have on me.

Supporting Details:

1. Growing up I didn’t have much going on, sure I was ok with everyone but I also didn’t have many people I could genuinely call my friends. They'd treat me with the bare minimum and I would do the same.

2. Only later on in my life did I start to notice how others would often treat me differently because of how I tempered myself around them. They'd act in a way that seemed almost fake, similar to the facade I was keeping up. But it was most often directed towards me. The more I tried to get on their good side the more I was pushed away.

3. I acted in the interest of others but I ended up feeling even more indoctrinated than I already was. I saw these people having parties and outings while I was left in the corner of the room wondering what would it be like to be in their shoes. It was honestly suffocating, experiencing that loneliness while going through the notions of everyday life. Sure I was there but I also wasn't.

Conclusion: Little did I know that the answer to my lifelong question was right infront of me. The reason why I felt so empty even with all those people around. Sure I did what everyone wanted from me, but I always forgot about what truly mattered. What did I want? I concerned myself with all the ins and outs on how to please all these people, to keep them happy, but in that endeavor I forgot what it meant to be happy. In the pursuit of everyone’s approval, you only end up losing yourself in the process. It took me awhile to realize what was missing but I'm beginning to understand it now. If I'd stopped at all to take it in, make my decisions, maybe things would have been different. But there's no use moping around about the past. I've decided to continue moving forward, but this time, it's my own decision to do so.

Billanes, L. (2021). Creative nonfiction pp. 149-150

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