"You have an extremely high risk for a heart attack," my OB said to me with sincerity. She looked me in the eyes, and I felt her concern. I felt shocked. "I am only 21 years old; how could this be?" I thought to myself. She began to reiterate a plan on how to improve my lifestyle and combat stress. She suggested natural things such as meditation, exercise, and healthier food options. She also suggested the traditional route, such as medication for me to take, but I declined. I knew that I could heal myself naturally, and so did she. As a broke college student working multiple jobs, I've accumulated a multitude of stress build-up on my heart. At first, I shrugged stress and sleepless nights off, but over time, it began to deteriorate me from the inside out. Physically and mentally, I declined. I had extreme brain fog and just wanted to be in bed all day, ignoring my responsibilities. I had constant palpitations and shortness of breath. I just felt I was at my absolute worst. I cannot emphasize enough that stress is a silent killer; however, by taking the right actions and being inspired by the care my OB gave me, I was able to combat my risk. After holistically taking care of myself through the guidance of my OB-GYN, I have been inspired to heal others as well. Additionally, without medication to mask my symptoms in the traditional form of health care, I significantly reduced my risk of heart attack using what God supplied. I am going to be a Naturopathic Doctor, which puts an emphasis on healing the body using natural remedies. This not only reflects my character but also my obedience to God. God has provided everything we need on this earth to prosper. I intend to amplify His love through empathetic, holistic care towards my patients. Furthermore, I would hope to inspire others as my OB inspired me. I know naturopathic healing is somewhat hidden in the shadows due to the economic and political scheme, but I myself can vouch that God's way is the way. Not only can heart attack risks be healed, but a multitude of other diseases, including mental. We all deserve empathetic treatment, respect, and care. And we all deserve to know God because this world is temporary. I intend to thrive on this earth, and I want others to do the same. I have healed myself holistically, and I feel empowered. Every woman deserves that.

"You're not enough. You're a disgrace. You're fat and ugly. You'll never get what you want now. You have ruined your future." Were words thrown at me when I found out I was pregnant at eighteen, from people who are supposed to be the most supportive and loving; my parents. I have never felt so defeated, just by words. Throughout my younger years, I was always picked on. From wearing bright-neon clothes and being alone, to just being heavier than the rest of my classmates. Then in high school, for being too much of a goody-two-shoes. I was the captain of the volleyball team, the president of my travel choir, and a hardworking employee striving for good grades in my AP classes. No matter what I did, I have always felt that peoples' words got the best of me in any position I was in. Radiating with suicidal thoughts, I decided to take things into my own hands. But a voice stopped me, a voice that made me pause, my grandmother's voice. She told me that she loved me and was here for me. No negativity, just stating the fact that she was there. It made me feel good. She then hugged me, and I let all of my emotions go—finally, someone who cared. My life experiences taught me how much words can affect someone, younger or older. Every day, I try to compliment at least three people when I am out; their shoes, their looks, their hair, anything. Because you never know what someone is going through at the end of the day, and maybe just hearing someone say something positive towards them can inspire them and change their mood. I also make sure to actively listen to others and help them out in any way I can.