It is unbelievable how long it took me to brainstorm before deciding that it is okay to be vulnerable. I went through many tragic events throughout my high school experience. Here's an event that changed me. I remember waking up early to get on a zoom class. My mom was leaving the house and told me to stay off of social media. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and then walked out to go to work. There were many thoughts that rushed through my brain but nothing was making any sense. I listened to her and stayed off of Facebook, luckily. I remember my mom getting home and it was dark outside. This made sense since it was the end of October in 2020. Shortly after, my father came to my house. I noticed that he had tears in his eyes and I became very concerned. I instantly thought that I did something wrong so I asked my dad, ”what happened?” He said, “me and your mom are going to tell you.” His eyes started to fill up with water before my mom and brother joined. My mom started by saying “you know how we told you before that you’re adopted, right?” I shook my head. She continued “well your birth mother passed away.” I felt a weight on my chest as the regrets filled me. My birth mother is my dad’s first cousin. We continued to talk and I got very nervous and started staring at the floor because I did not know what to do. I went to my room and I started crying. My mom came to comfort me and this is when I realized that I don't want comfort. I was not just sad, I was angry at myself. I regret everyday not being around her the many chances I was able to when I was twelve. She passed when I was fourteen so at this time it was not a long time ago. I avoided her three times throughout my vacation because it was so awkward for me. I didn't do it out of anger, I didn't know how to approach her. I've always wanted to have a sit down talk when I was eighteen but I will never get that chance. There were many instances that caused me to have a lot of regrets. This regret turned into anger. My therapist informed me that I had fallen into depression. I struggle very often but I am a better person now. She passed away in her sleep. I make sure that I tell my parents goodnight every night because I am scared that they will pass away in their sleep. It does not make it better that my mom got diagnosed with cancer last year after going through all of this. Also, my favorite person, my grandmother, passed due to cancer and that left me feeling completely empty. This taught me that life is unfair. I try my absolute hardest to ensure that I do not hold grudges against people because this taught me how quickly someone so crucial in your life can be gone in the blink of an eye. I will be a nurse. I want to be the person that makes a change and can help other people. I went through a lot, but it doesn't define who I am. My obstacles push me to do better. I graduated the morning of writing this and I wish more than anything that my angels were there. I want to help people and save their lives because I wish my angels could've.