hi :) my name is beca and im a freshman at nyu! i love writing more than anything. in my opinion writing is the best form of self expression. here i will get to share what i am passionate about, i hope you enjoy.
An Essay on Self-Esteem
Self-Esteem: Friend or Foe? “It was Freud, after all, who said that the job of psychotherapy was to turn neurotic suffering into ordinary suffering. Freud never claimed we should be happy, and he never claimed confidence was the key to a life well lived” (Slater 6). Lauren Slater in her essay, “The Trouble With Self-Esteem,” makes a case against self-esteem and the negative consequences that can arise from the concept. More specifically, Slater argues that high self-esteem causes individuals to become prideful, entitled and in some cases physically violent towards others. While Slater does not provide her readers with a definition for self-esteem, I believe it is important for the purposes of this essay that we define the term. A study conducted in 2013 defines self-esteem as: an individual’s subjective evaluation of his or her worth as a person” (Orth and Robins 455). As a psychologist herself, Slater analyzes and even subtly criticizes her own field, suggesting that psychologists must change the way they assess and provide assistance to their patients in order to not cultivate and inspire high self-esteem. Slater uses evidence from Baumeister’s study which, “found that some people with favorable views of themselves were more likely to administer loud blasts of ear piercing noise to a subject than those more tepid, timid folks who held back the horn” in order to demonstrate the sense of pride that causes individuals to become violent towards neighbors (2). The author futhers her claim by using Emler’s statement that “people with low self-esteem seem to do just as well in life as people with high self-esteem. In fact, they may do better, because they often try harder” thus, proving that the traditional argument that high self-esteem can mean success is faulty (2). Slater offers the notion of “self-appraisal” as an alternative to self esteem because it allows the individual room to grow as well as space to control their own lives. The author poses the implications and possible violent consequences of self-esteem in our society and provides the reader with an alternate way of measuring oneself that doesn’t cultivate pride.
november 21' playlist
Another month, another playlist! In all honesty, I think this is the best playlist I’ve made all year, It’s 100% my favorite. Please enjoy my november soundtrack (don’t hate me when you don’t see any Taylor Swift):
Review: Normal People by Sally Rooney
“I’m not a religious person but I do sometimes think God made you for me” Normal People was beautiful and heartbreaking. Sally Rooney has an incredible way with words that makes you feel like you’re having a conversation with the characters. She writes in a raw, passionate way about the awkward moments in life that we all experience but are too scared and embarrassed to talk about.
My Top 5 Things To Do New York City
The people asked and I delivered! In case you didn’t know … I now live in New York city and have been for almost 3 months. So, here are my current top 5 places/foods/things to do in the Big Apple.
Review: The French Dispatch
The slow burn death of print journalism. The beauty of writing. Loneliness. Love. Poetry. Revolution. The “French Dispatch” is a 2 hour long love letter to journalism. As a writer, the movie inspired me to write about everything I see, feel, think, experience. More than ever now I want to interview strangers, eat every food imaginable, attend and explore countless museums, and write about it all.
The Return of Snail Mail
When was the last time you put pen to paper and wrote to someone? For me, last week. And yes, I am talking about good old fashioned snail mail.
my first concert in my favorite city
This story isn't just about a concert. This is a story about destiny. Let me set the scene. Blaring music, sweaty bodies, screaming at the top of our lungs, hands and phones in the air. This was what my Thursday night consisted of as I experienced my first ever concert in New York City.
I hate the number 8. I moved to the United States and left my entire family, friends, and language in Brasil when I was 8. So, when 2020 came around and we “celebrated '' spending 8 years in the US, I was unhappy. Coincidentally, 8 years is also how long we lived in the States before getting our citizenship. That's where this story begins.