Imagine this—bigshot doctor, 4.0 gpa, the best Cardiologist in the country, and the picture perfect family. That was my wish and dream when I was ten. I wanted to have the model life, the model family because it was something I didn’t grow up with. Through my seventeen years of life, I’ve struggled and high school was quite possibly the hardest years of my life. Depression hit me like I never thought it would and school never seemed like a necessity to me when I KNEW that having a comfortable and stable life to provide for myself and my family was my dream. I love reading, I found a sense of peace in reading and writing. To bring myself in different worlds, different fairytales meant that I could escape from the real world—into a reality where money problems weren’t a thing, where I was eating healthy and everyday, and where my grandfather was perfectly healthy and cancer free. Volunteering has always been something I have took pride in, I always look foward to the looks on people’s faces when I do something that makes them happy and makes them feel included. After graduation I plan to get my Phd, it took me a lot of consideration on if I wanted to go to school that long because of the stress it put on me but I want to make myself proud before anybody else because that’s always the end goal. Forensics have always been something I’ve been interested in since my sophomore year of high school since I took Forensics. It was everything I loved—interesting, eye catching, and memorable. But things have slowed down, I can feel sadness peeking in to me slowly again, problems in high school resurfacing but I know that my goals are to be as successful as I can be, no matter how corny and superficial it sounds, my dreams aren’t something that I’ve announced to be huge, I’ve always had a mellow and chill prospective on my life and how I wanted my life to go. I also want to be known. Just known. I stayed in so many shadows in High School and didn’t live up to the potentional I know I can reach and it’s disappointing but it gives me a chance to reflect nonetheless. Regardless, I plan to major in forensic psychology and I want to eventually work in criminal profiling or work with people who need help in prisons or juvenile centers because like I had mentioned, helping people has always been my thing and that’s exactly the plan I plan to stick to in the present and future.