I will never forget witnessing him almost die in my kitchen, I was only in 7th grade and my brother was dying in front of me. When I was a little girl I looked up to my brother. I thought that he was smart and funny, and I knew he would protect me no matter what. When I was ten, my brother didn't die but he may as well have. Like so many living in Rural America my town and the surrounding areas were hit hard by the opioid pandemic. As a little girl, it was difficult to see my brother grow into someone completely unrecognizable. He became violent, and distant and would often speak in gibberish. What I didn't understand at the time is that he was using meth, pills, and essentially whatever he could get his hands on. He developed schizophrenia and soon he became a shell of the person he used to be. Although he never died from his addiction, there were several times he came extremely close and I or a family member had to call an ambulance for him. He was constantly in and out of rehab and mental hospitals, in-fact he was hospitalized over twenty times from the time I was ten up until I turned eighteen. I feel like I no longer know my brother and it’s difficult to watch the person he has become. I face an overwhelming sense of grief whenever I speak about him and the course of his life. Even now, there are tears in my eyes writing this. My parents always speak about how talented and smart my brother was in his youth, but that person is now unrecognizable and unreachable. My brother’s illness caused many after-effects, I rarely ever saw my parents, they were constantly away from the house, after work they would visit my brother, and on the weekends they would visit my brother, it was like they were always with him, and never with me. It felt like my entire family fell apart right before my very eyes. This feeling was intensified when my mom was diagnosed with stage three her2-positive breast cancer. All I could think about was how I had lost my brother and that I was now possibly going to lose my mother. Time had slipped by me, and my family was slowly disappearing. Luckily, my mother beat her battle with cancer and I was given a second chance to rebuild and strengthen my relationship with her. But, I still suffered with an overwhelming sense of loss and guilt that I carried for nearly five years. My point of view and outlook on life shifted a few years ago. After much self-reflection, I realized that my background and family did not define me and that I would not be stuck in the same situation forever. Though I will never give up on my family and will always be there for them, I know now that I do not have to sacrifice my well-being grieving the normal life I lost so many years ago. I am motivated by the prospect of being successful in life, and to me, that success looks like having a stable income, a meaningful job, and a happy family because I never truly had that growing up. I realized that nothing that had happened was my fault and there was nothing I could do to prevent it. I will always love my family and I am sure that my brother eight years ago would have wanted me to move on with my life and accomplish everything I wish for.
Since my upbringing hasn't been particularly easy I strive to help those who are even less fortunate than I have been. I have a special interest in community-based volunteering. I was a volunteer for the state organization Project 351 for 3 years. During my time at Project 351, I participated in and ran a multitude of different community-based projects including a clothing drive and food drive. I also worked closely with Cradles to Crayons organizing bags of clothes, food, and school supplies that fit the needs of underprivileged children. I found it incredibly satisfying to give back to my surrounding community by helping those who are less privileged than myself. Project 351 also did weekly seminars that taught me leadership and community skills. These seminars were invaluable. Project 351 has inspired me to pursue a career in biology/biomedical engineering. Project 351 helped me realize my passion for helping others, and this major opens up a variety of different paths I can pursue, all of them helping disadvantaged/ill people. Biomedical engineering can help people innovatively, biomedical engineers create important medical devices that aid people in daily life, help disabled people live more easily, and save lives. Biotech is constantly growing in incredibly important ways, a recent one is the invention of CRISPR gene-editing technology. CRISPR technology is what initially had me interested in biotechnology. CRISPR gene-editing technology has the potential to cure things like cancer by removing/editing cancer-causing gene mutations. A CRISPR cure for sickle cell anemia has already been created and it is truly amazing, it has helped to save and improve the lives of many people already. The positive change in the world that can be cultivated by these careers is incredible. Currently, the biomedical engineering and biotechnology fields have the issue of affordability and access to life-saving inventions. My goal as a future worker in these fields is to create an organization that can help those in need get access to CRISPR technologies and medical devices that have the potential to greatly improve the trajectory of their lives or even save their lives. Biology is my passion and continues to inspire me each day, which is why in the future I will have a job in the field.