Recovery, to me, means choosing myself every single day. I started drinking at sixteen, after a painful breakup and at a time when I didn’t know how to cope with my emotions. I was introduced to alcohol by someone older than me, and it quickly became my way of numbing everything I didn’t want to feel. What started as an escape slowly turned into something I relied on. I stopped at nineteen. Recovery wasn’t just about quitting alcohol. It was about learning how to sit with myself without running away. It meant going to therapy, facing the emotions I had buried, and rebuilding my self worth from the ground up. Today, at twenty two, I am sober, in college, and building a life I once didn’t think was possible. There were days when it would have been easier to go back, to avoid the discomfort, to choose what felt familiar. But recovery taught me that growth is uncomfortable, and healing isn’t linear. Recovery, for me, is no longer just about what I walked away from, but what I am walking toward. It is discipline, self-respect, and the decision to create a life I don’t need to escape from.

I grew up in a home where mental health wasn’t real. If you were anxious, you needed to pray more. If you were depressed, you were ungrateful. And if you were struggling, you kept it to yourself. So I did. I was eleven when my anxiety started. I didn’t have the words for it yet, just the constant feeling that something was wrong with me. Around the same time, I started questioning my sexuality, which only made things worse. I had been taught that who I was becoming was sinful, and that even feeling the way I did was wrong. I remember thinking that I was broken in more ways than one. From ages eleven to sixteen, I lived in that silence. My mental health got worse, but I learned how to hide it. I smiled when I needed to, stayed quiet when I didn’t understand something, and convinced myself that what I was feeling wasn’t serious enough to matter. After all, I wasn’t being heard anyway. When I was sixteen, everything I had been holding in finally caught up to me. After a breakup, I found myself sitting on the floor with a bottle of pills in my hand, seriously considering ending my life. And even then, a part of me hesitated. Not because things suddenly felt okay, but because something in me wasn’t ready to disappear. That moment didn’t fix everything. It didn’t magically make my life better. But it was the first time I realized that even if no one else saw my pain, it was still real. And I deserved help. Getting that help wasn’t easy. I came from a family that didn’t believe in therapy, didn’t talk about emotions, and didn’t understand why I couldn’t just “be strong.” But I did it anyway. I sought out professional help, and for the first time, I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression. For the first time, I felt seen. Healing wasn’t instant. It looked like cutting off people who made things worse. It looked like choosing sobriety. It looked like taking small, uncomfortable steps forward when everything in me wanted to stay stuck. One of those steps was applying to college. As a first-generation student from a low-income background, it didn’t feel like a place I belonged. But I went anyway. In 2023, I graduated from Rock Valley College, something that once felt completely out of reach. That version of me at sixteen wouldn’t believe it. Today, I am still healing. I still have hard days. But I am no longer the girl who thought her pain didn’t matter. I am someone who chose to stay, chose to grow, and chose to build a life that once felt impossible. And that choice has changed everything.

Education, for me, has become the foundation of my life. It is something I never thought I would say. Growing up, no one in my family went to college. In fact, both of my parents struggled with addiction and were involved in criminal activity, which led to a life of poverty. I did not grow up seeing what a stable or successful life looked like, and because of that, college always felt like something meant for other people, not me. That started to change in 2021. A teacher mentioned community college to me, and if I am being honest, I almost laughed. It sounded unrealistic and far out of reach. I had no examples to follow and no understanding of how higher education even worked. Still, I decided to enroll, almost as a joke. I signed up for three classes without expecting much from the experience. To my surprise, I ended up enjoying it. At the time, my mental health was not in a good place, and school gave me structure and something to focus on. It became an outlet instead of a burden. One semester turned into another, and I kept going. In December 2023, I graduated with my associate’s degree. That moment was one of the first times I truly felt proud of myself. During that same time, I also found my volunteer and internship opportunity through AmeriCorps as an Illinois JusticeCorps Fellow at the Winnebago County Courthouse. That experience gave me a sense of purpose that I had never felt before. I worked directly with people in my community who were facing serious challenges such as poverty, housing instability, and domestic violence. Many of them came in feeling lost, overwhelmed, and unsure of what to do next. I helped them complete legal forms, answered their questions, and connected them to resources. That experience changed me. It helped me realize that education is not just about personal success. It is about being able to help others navigate systems that are often confusing and difficult. It showed me how much of a difference one person can make by simply being present, patient, and informed. That is when I knew I wanted to go into public administration or law. I want to continue working directly with people and making systems more accessible for those who need them most. Education truly saved me from going down a different path. It gave my life meaning and direction. It gave me something to work toward. That may sound cliché, but it is the truth. There were many times when I wanted to quit. I struggled with self-doubt because of how I grew up. I also have a learning disability, and school was never easy for me as a child. I often felt like I was not smart enough or capable enough to succeed. There were also smaller challenges that felt just as overwhelming at the time. I did not know how to order textbooks, fill out financial aid forms, or even properly use tools like Word and PowerPoint. These may seem like simple tasks, but when you are a first-generation student with no guidance, they can feel like major obstacles. Despite all of that, I kept going. I learned how to figure things out on my own. I adjusted, asked questions, and kept moving forward. Now, I am working and close to finishing my undergraduate degree. My next step is to pursue graduate school, and eventually, I hope to earn a law degree. I want to use my education to serve my community, especially because I know what it feels like to have nowhere to turn. My community has a lower education rate compared to others, and many people lack access to resources and support. I want to change that. I hope to work in a role where I can continue helping people one on one, whether that is through public service, legal support, or policy work. I also want to serve as an example for others, especially young women who may feel like higher education is not meant for them. Representation matters, and I want others to see that it is possible to take a different path. On a personal level, I want to break generational patterns of poverty and lack of education. I want my future to look different from my past. I also want my niece to grow up seeing that success is possible and that she has options. More than anything, I want to make my family proud, but I am also proud of myself for how far I have come. Education gave me direction when I had none. It helped me build confidence, purpose, and a vision for my future. It showed me that small steps really do lead to big outcomes. My journey has not been perfect, but I have learned to keep going, even when things feel uncertain. That is my why.

One of the main social issues I care about is the way people in my community struggle with homelessness, poverty, and domestic violence without enough support or guidance. These are not just issues I’ve heard about, they are things I’ve seen up close through my work. From 2023 to 2025, I served as an Illinois JusticeCorps Fellow at the Winnebago County Courthouse. During that time, I helped people who were going through some of the hardest moments of their lives. Many of the individuals I worked with were dealing with unstable housing, financial struggles, or unsafe home environments. Some were trying to file for orders of protection, while others needed help with custody, eviction, or basic legal paperwork. A lot of them came in feeling overwhelmed, confused, and alone. My role was to help guide them through the process. I assisted with forms, explained next steps, and connected them to resources in the community. Even something as simple as sitting with someone and walking them through paperwork made a difference. It gave them a sense of support and reminded them they weren’t completely on their own. That experience showed me how much of a gap there is when it comes to access and understanding, especially for people facing poverty or crisis situations. Working in that environment changed how I see my role in the community. I realized that addressing these issues is not always about solving everything at once, but about showing up, providing support, and helping people take the next step forward. It also made me more aware of how systems can be difficult to navigate, especially for those who need help the most. I plan to continue this work as I move forward in my education and career. I am currently an undergraduate student, and I plan to pursue graduate school in the future. My goal is to go into public administration or law so I can continue helping individuals facing these same challenges. I want to be part of creating systems that are easier to understand and more accessible, especially for people dealing with homelessness, poverty, and domestic violence. This work matters to me because I’ve seen how much it can impact someone’s life. Even small moments of guidance and support can make a difference. I want to continue being someone who shows up for my community and helps people feel supported during difficult times. I want to continue making a difference in my community.

I believe that education is an essential part of life. Everyone talks about the American dream, going to college, having a stable career, and eventually retiring. But for many people, that dream never becomes reality. It stays something they hear about but never fully experience. For me, that dream is finally within reach as a first-generation college student, and education has already started changing my life in ways I never imagined. Because of that, I want others to experience that same sense of opportunity and growth. I am currently an undergraduate student working toward my bachelor’s degree, and I plan to continue my education by pursuing graduate school. I see higher education not just as a step, but as a foundation for the kind of impact I want to make in my community. One of the biggest moments that shaped my future goals was my time from 2023 to 2025 as an Illinois JusticeCorps Fellow at the Winnebago County Courthouse. During that time, I helped thousands of people with legal forms, answered questions, and connected individuals to resources. Many of the people I worked with were overwhelmed, confused, or didn’t know where to start. Some were dealing with serious situations like protection orders, custody issues, or financial struggles. Being able to support them during those moments showed me how much of a difference guidance and access to information can make. That experience opened my eyes to the gaps that exist in my community. There is a huge need for people who can help others navigate systems that are often complicated and intimidating. Many individuals simply don’t have the knowledge or support they need to advocate for themselves. That is when I realized I want to pursue a career in public administration or law. I want to be someone who not only understands these systems but can also help make them more accessible and less overwhelming for others. Higher education is a major part of helping me reach that goal. Through my studies, I am developing skills in communication, research, and critical thinking. I am learning how to properly support those in my community. College is also giving me exposure to different perspectives, which is important when working with diverse populations. As a first generation student, I have had to navigate many challenges on my own, but that has made me more determined and resilient. In the future, I plan to use my education to create a positive impact by continuing to serve my community. Whether that is through working in public service, legal support, or policy, my goal is to help people feel seen, heard, and supported. I want to make sure that individuals have access to the resources they need and understand their rights. I also want to advocate for changes that make systems more fair and easier to navigate. Education is not just about personal success for me. It is about creating opportunities for others and breaking cycles that limit people’s potential. I am not only working toward my own future, but also toward a future where more people in my community can achieve their dreams as well.

I think just about everyone was teased for something growing up. It almost feels like a rite of passage. For me, it wasn’t just one thing, but a mix of small and deeper differences that made me stand out. Physically, I have a half, one sided dimple that people always notice. At first, I didn’t think much of it, but over time it became something that made me feel different. I later found out it runs in my family, which made me appreciate it more. On a deeper level, what really made me feel “awkward” growing up was my personality. I was always the shy, quiet, and awkward kid who stayed in the corner to avoid attention. I avoided crowds, struggled to talk to new people, and felt uncomfortable in situations that seemed easy for everyone else. For a long time, people didn’t understand me, and I was judged for it. Even people close to me thought I was just being “weird,” which made me feel isolated. As I got older, I learned that I have anxiety and ADHD. That realization helped me understand myself in a way I never had before. Instead of seeing my behavior as something wrong, I began to see it as something that simply made me different. Over time, I started to accept and even appreciate those parts of myself. Now, I see my differences as a strength rather than a weakness. Being shy and observant has helped me become a better listener. My experiences have made me more empathetic, and I’m able to connect with others in a way that makes them feel seen, heard, and comfortable. I know what it feels like to be judged or out of place, so I try to create spaces where others feel accepted just as they are. I’ve learned that what makes us feel “awkward” or different is often what makes us unique. Whether it’s a small physical trait or something deeper like personality or mental health, those differences shape who we are. I’ve grown into someone who embraces those qualities instead of hiding them. So whether you’re the quiet kid in the corner like I once was, or someone who feels different in another way, I believe it’s important to lead with confidence and embrace it. The world needs more people who are willing to be themselves and make others feel like they belong in the world too.

I am different because of my experiences. They have shaped who I am, how I connect with others, and the way I move through the world. My life has been a mix of highs and lows, and while it has not always been easy, those moments have given me something powerful: empathy. There was a time when I felt different in the worst way. I felt misunderstood, emotionally isolated, and unseen. I felt like I did not belong anywhere. For a long time, I viewed those feelings as something I needed to hide. Over time, I realized they were not weaknesses, they were shaping me into someone who could understand others in a deeper, more genuine way. The same experiences that once made me feel out of place are now the reason I can create spaces where others feel safe, heard, and understood. I have turned those experiences into purpose through service. For two years, I volunteered at the courthouse as an Illinois Justice Fellow through AmeriCorps. During that time, I supported individuals facing some of the most difficult moments of their lives, including housing instability, domestic violence, and personal crises. One moment that has stayed with me was when I supported a woman who was going through a very difficult time mentally. She shared that she was considering giving up her parental rights because of what she was dealing with. In that moment, she did not need someone to judge her or tell her what to do. She needed someone to listen. After our conversation, she told me that I was one of the only people who made her feel understood without judgment. That moment reminded me that sometimes the most powerful thing you can give someone is simply to be seen and heard. What made me effective in that role was not just my training. It was my ability to connect. I showed up with empathy, patience, and understanding. I knew what it felt like to struggle, and I used that understanding to meet people where they were. Sometimes, the smallest moments, like offering kindness, eye contact, or simply listening, can have a lasting impact on someone who feels invisible. I also believe that people are always watching, even when we do not realize it. The way we treat others, the way we carry ourselves, and the way we respond to challenges can influence someone silently. By choosing to move through the world with authenticity and compassion, I may be showing someone else that it is okay to be themselves, to keep going, and to believe that they deserve better. My uniqueness is not just in what I have been through, but in how I use it. I use my experiences to create connection, to offer support, and to remind people that they are not alone. Whether it is through service, conversation, or simply being present, I try to leave people feeling seen rather than overlooked. I may not have had a perfect or traditional path, but I have learned that difference is not something to hide, it is something to use. I leverage my uniqueness by showing up as my full, honest self and using my story to uplift others. In doing so, I hope to make a difference in the lives of people I may never meet, but who might see a reflection of themselves in me and feel less alone because of it.

Mental health and suicide prevention are important topics today, especially among my age group, because they affect so many of us, often in silence. Mental health is something almost everyone can relate to in some way. Either they have experienced it themselves, they know someone who has struggled, or they come from a community where mental illness is common. For me, I can relate to all three. I have faced mental health challenges personally, I have seen it impact people I love, and I have watched it affect my community in ways that it should not have. One of the main reasons mental health and suicide prevention matter so much today is because many young people feel isolated in what they are going through. Even though these struggles are common, they often feel deeply personal and lonely. When people suffer in silence, it can make things feel heavier and more overwhelming than they already are. By talking about mental health and bringing awareness to it, we can begin to break that silence and remind people that they are not alone. For me, my mental health journey started at a young age. I began struggling around the age of 11, but I did not receive help until I was 18. That meant years of dealing with things on my own, without the support or understanding that I needed. I am not sharing this for sympathy, but because it was my reality. Those years shaped how I see mental health today and how important early support truly is. There was a time in my life, when I was 16, that I did not want to live another day. Looking back now, I am so grateful that I am still here. Life has shown me that even in the darkest moments, things can change. That experience alone has shaped how I view others and how I move through the world. My experiences have deeply influenced my relationships. I try to treat everyone with kindness, respect, and understanding because you never truly know what someone else is going through. I carry that mindset not only with the people close to me, but also with strangers. A small act of kindness can make a bigger difference than we realize. I have also seen the impact of mental health challenges through my work in the community. While volunteering at the county courthouse, I supported individuals who were often dealing with difficult situations, many of whom did not have access to mental health resources. This experience showed me how gaps in support systems can affect people’s lives and reinforced my desire to help. Today, I prioritize my own mental health. I attend therapy and take medication, and I have learned that taking care of myself is not a weakness, but a strength. My journey has changed my beliefs by showing me that mental health should be treated with the same importance as physical health. It has also taught me that healing is possible, even if it takes time. These experiences have shaped my career aspirations as well. I want to pursue higher education so I can better support others, especially those who may not have access to the help they need. Whether that is through policy, advocacy, or community work, my goal is to help create systems that support mental health and make resources more accessible. Mental health and suicide prevention are not just important topics, they are necessary conversations. My story is just one example of how these issues can impact someone’s life, but it is also proof that things can get better.

My degree will help others in my community by giving me the education and knowledge needed to understand policies, laws, and systems that directly impact people’s lives. As a first generation college student, education was never something that felt guaranteed for me. My parents did not attend college, and for a long time, higher education felt like something that was out of reach. Now, I am just weeks away from earning my bachelor’s degree, after already completing my associate’s degree, and I have been accepted into a Master’s in Public Administration program beginning in June 2026. In my community, especially in Rockford, Illinois, education can feel like a far fetched dream for many people. I know this because I have lived it. Growing up in poverty, I saw firsthand how limited access to resources, opportunities, and information can hold people back. These experiences shaped not only who I am, but also what I want to do with my life. That is why I intentionally chose to pursue a degree in public administration. This field will allow me to go beyond simply understanding problems and instead become part of the solution. With this degree, I will be able to advocate for policies and programs that address issues like homelessness, poverty, and access to healthcare. These are not distant problems to me, they are real challenges that affect people in my community every day. I want to use my education to bridge the gap between systems and the people they are meant to serve. Too often, individuals in underserved communities are unaware of the resources available to them or do not have someone to guide them through complicated processes. With a background in public administration, I will be able to help people navigate these systems, understand their rights, and access the support they need. More importantly, I want to be a voice for those who are often overlooked. Coming from a low income background gives me a perspective that cannot be taught in a classroom. I understand the frustration of feeling like opportunities are limited, and I know how important it is to have someone who truly understands your situation advocating on your behalf. My overall goal is to use my degree to lessen the impacts of poverty and the lack of opportunity in my community. Whether that means working in local government, nonprofit organizations, or community programs, I want my work to directly benefit others. I want to create change that is not only visible, but meaningful and lasting. Earning my degree is not just a personal achievement, it is a tool that I will use to uplift others. I am not just pursuing education for myself, I am pursuing it so I can give back to the community that shaped me and help create a future where opportunities are not limited by someone’s background.

I remember in May of 2020 I had taken a break from social media for my mental health and peace of mind. At the time, I had no idea what was happening in the world. I had just recovered from COVID two weeks earlier and was also avoiding television and the news. I still remember the moment like it was yesterday. My dad asked me, “Did you hear about the Black man who was killed by police?” I said, “Dad, what are you talking about?” I immediately looked it up and watched the video of George Floyd being kneeled on by Derek Chauvin. I instantly felt heartbroken. I returned to social media and began speaking out about the injustice that had happened. But speaking up online was only half the battle. I was met with rude and hateful comments from people who did not understand or who simply did not care. Instead of letting that silence me, it pushed me to do more. I began attending protests, meetings, and community gatherings wherever I could use my voice and advocate for George Floyd and others who had experienced similar injustice. Even when my body felt weak from all the walking and my voice grew hoarse from chanting, I kept going. I was only sixteen years old, but I understood how important it was to use your voice. Even though I was scared of the police presence at times, I still stood hand in hand with my friends and allies in the streets. For six months I protested, even when the media attention and public hype began to fade. That moment at sixteen taught me something I will carry with me for the rest of my life: to stand up for what I believe in, even when it feels difficult or when I feel alone. Little did I know that this painful moment would shape my future. It eventually led me to pursue a fellowship with AmeriCorps, where I began helping people who experience injustice every day through my work at the courthouse. Those experiences showed me that change does not only happen through protest, but also through service, advocacy, and improving the systems people rely on. Today, I plan to continue that work by pursuing both a law degree and a Master of Public Administration after completing my undergraduate degree in May 2026. My goal is to continue using my voice to advocate for justice and to help build systems that serve communities more fairly and compassionately.

My name is Damirah, and I am a first generation college student from Illinois. I have chosen to pursue a career in public administration and law because I want to help improve the systems that impact people’s daily lives. Growing up, I saw how laws and public policies can deeply affect communities, especially communities that often do not have strong representation in decision making spaces. I also noticed that there are not many people in these fields who look like me, yet many people who do look like me are directly impacted by policies and legal systems that can sometimes work against them. In 2023, I had the opportunity to work at my county courthouse through AmeriCorps and JusticeCorps. During that time, I helped people navigate legal forms and access resources. This experience opened my eyes to the real challenges many people face when trying to navigate the legal system. I saw individuals struggling with poverty, mental health challenges, and a lack of access to information or support. It was astonishing to see how many people simply needed guidance but did not know where to turn. That experience changed my perspective. I realized I could either be someone who complained about these problems or someone who actively worked to improve them. Because of this, I decided to pursue a Master of Public Administration followed by a law degree. My goal is to help improve access to justice and advocate for individuals who may not have the resources or support to navigate complicated systems on their own. Even during my undergraduate studies, I have already learned so much about policy, public systems, and community impact. Continuing my education will allow me to gain the tools and knowledge necessary to make a meaningful difference. My hero is my grandmother. She raised five children by herself while working full time, and despite the challenges she faced, she remained one of the most compassionate people I have ever known. She would walk to work every day and still come home to not only feed her five children but also other neighborhood kids who needed a meal. I never saw her complain or lose her kindness toward others. Her strength, humility, and generosity continue to inspire me. She showed me that even in difficult circumstances, it is possible to care for others and make a difference in people’s lives. If awarded this scholarship, it would help me continue pursuing my educational goals and my commitment to improving access to justice. Education is the pathway that will allow me to build the knowledge and skills necessary to advocate for communities that are often marginalized or disadvantaged. My long term goal is to serve communities like the one I grew up in and work toward systems that are more fair, accessible, and supportive for everyone.

For a long time, I did not know exactly what I wanted to do with my life. I was never one of those kids or teenagers who said they wanted to grow up to be a teacher or a doctor. What I did know, however, was that my heart would always lie in community service. I have always felt a strong desire to help people and to contribute to my community in meaningful ways. In 2023, I took a fellowship through AmeriCorps and JusticeCorps, where I worked at the courthouse helping people navigate legal forms and understand their options. Through this experience, I saw firsthand how overwhelming the legal system can be for many individuals, especially those who do not have access to legal representation. I helped people complete important documents and connect with resources during some of the most stressful moments of their lives. Seeing how much a small amount of guidance could help someone during a difficult time had a lasting impact on me. This experience made me realize that I wanted to pursue a master’s degree and a career in public administration. Public administration allows me to combine my desire to help others with the opportunity to improve the systems that people rely on every day. I also feel personally connected to this work because I grew up being impacted by these systems myself. Experiencing how government programs and public systems can affect families gave me a deeper understanding of why accessible services and fair policies are so important. I have completed my associate’s degree and will complete my bachelor’s degree in May 2026. Continuing my education is important to me because it allows me to gain the knowledge and skills necessary to make a meaningful impact. After earning my Master of Public Administration, I also plan to pursue a law degree so that I can advocate more directly for individuals who need support. My long term goal is to help low income individuals and communities find justice and navigate systems that can often feel confusing or inaccessible. Whether it is helping people understand legal processes, improving public programs, or advocating for fair policies, I want my career to focus on making systems more accessible, supportive, and equitable for everyone. I believe education and public service can work together to create meaningful change, and I am committed to using my career to help strengthen the communities around me.

My experience with mental health has influenced my life in many ways. I have been struggling with my own mental health since I was about 11 or 12 years old. The world does not always understand mental health or how deeply it impacts people. At that young age, I started noticing signs of depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I did not know what any of it meant back then, but I knew something was off. From that point on, I started seeing the world differently. I was living it from a first-hand perspective, not just hearing about mental health but actually experiencing it. It felt like my world was falling apart. I felt disconnected from myself and from the people around me. I remember wondering why my brain was working against me, why I had thoughts of harming myself, or why my heart would race in social situations. I could not understand why I would freeze up or lose focus when trying to read or write. None of it made sense. As I got older and started interacting more with the world, I realized I was not alone. Other people had stories like mine. I finally felt seen. Although my mental health journey has been difficult, it has given me something I truly value: compassion. I believe in leading with grace and understanding, because you never really know what someone is going through or how your words might affect them. My mental health struggles helped me grow into someone who listens more, judges less, and does their best to support others without needing a reason. My relationships have always been complicated. Past experiences combined with mental illness have made it hard for me to open up to people, trust others, or feel fully safe around them. But those same struggles have also made me more supportive to the people close to me. I have been able to connect with others in ways that go deeper than surface-level conversations. I recognize when someone is hurting, even when they do not say it out loud. My pain taught me how to be present for others in ways I wish someone had been for me. These experiences have also shaped my career aspirations. I want to work in a field where I can be that person for someone else. Whether it is as a therapist, legal advocate, or attorney, I want to be someone who shows up for people who are struggling mentally and emotionally. I want to help people feel seen, heard, and supported. I want to make a difference in someone’s life during a time when they may feel invisible. My goal is to bring light to places that feel dark for others, even if only for a moment. Mental health has impacted my beliefs, shaped my relationships, and pushed me toward a life of service. I am proud of how far I have come, and I know that I am not done growing yet. I want to keep learning, healing, and helping others do the same. As Ralph Waldo Emerson said, “The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” I have decided to become someone who makes people feel safe, supported, and less alone.

I am different because of my experiences. They have shaped who I am, how I connect with others, and the way I move through the world. My life has been a journey of ups and downs, and while it has not always been easy, those moments have given me something powerful: empathy. There was a time when I felt different in the worst way. I felt like no one understood me or what I was going through. I felt like an outsider, emotionally isolated and unseen. It took me a while to realize that my struggles were not something to hide. They were shaping me into someone who could relate to others deeply and honestly. The very things that once made me feel out of place are the same things that now allow me to show up for others in a way that makes them feel safe and seen. I have been able to turn those feelings into purpose through service. I spent two years volunteering at the courthouse as an Illinois Justice Fellow through AmeriCorps. During that time, I assisted people going through extremely difficult moments, whether it was housing instability, domestic violence, or other personal crises. I was there to listen, guide, and remind them that they were not alone. That they were not broken or undeserving of support. That they mattered. What made me effective in that role was not just the training. It was who I am. I did not show up with judgment or assumptions. I showed up as myself, someone who has felt pain, confusion, and hopelessness, and who came out the other side with compassion and a desire to help others feel less alone. I believe that authenticity matters, especially when no one is watching. I try to live in a way that is honest, caring, and grounded in who I truly am. I think that when we give ourselves permission to be real, we also give others permission to do the same. And that is powerful. We need more people who show up as themselves. Stories, flaws, growth and all. That kind of authenticity creates spaces where people feel safe being vulnerable, where healing can start, and where community is built. I may not have had a traditional path or a perfect life, but I know that my difference is my strength. I use my experiences to help others feel human again, especially during times when they feel the most invisible. Whether it is through a conversation, a resource, or simply being present, I try to make sure no one feels like they have to go through life pretending to be okay when they are not. That is how I make a difference. That is how I use my uniqueness. I show up, I stay real, and I do my best to make others feel like they belong.

I have been impacted by domestic violence — but not in the way most people think. Growing up, my mother was cold, distant, and emotionally unavailable. As a child, I couldn’t understand why. I just knew I wanted a mom who would be present and supportive. I resented her for not being that person. It wasn’t until I became an adult that I realized my mother had been carrying trauma of her own. People often forget that domestic violence doesn’t just affect the person being abused — it ripples outward. It affects their children, their relationships, and even generations that come after. My mother grew up in a household with six siblings, some of them disabled, and a mother who did everything she could to hold the family together. My grandmother was a kind, God-fearing woman who loved her family and worked hard as a caregiver. But even her strength couldn’t shield her from the pain caused by my grandfather. My grandfather was an alcoholic and unfaithful, and though he provided financially, he struggled with anger and addiction. He abused my grandmother — physically and emotionally — in front of their children. Despite this, she stayed with him. She wanted to raise her children in a two-parent household and believed, with all her heart, that prayer could change him. I don’t blame her. She did what she thought was best in a time where support for women in abusive relationships was nearly nonexistent. But the trauma didn’t end there. My mother grew up internalizing what she witnessed. She never had the chance to fully heal, and because of that, she couldn’t fully show up for me when I needed her. That’s how domestic violence impacted me: through generational trauma passed down in silence. Despite this, I’ve made the decision to break the cycle. As a first-generation Black college student and a young woman committed to change, I’m using my education to rewrite our story. My goal is to become a therapist, legal advocate, or attorney specializing in domestic violence and trauma recovery. I want to amplify the voices of women like my grandmother — strong, but unheard — and make sure their stories are never ignored again. For two years, I worked at a courthouse helping individuals file protection orders, connecting them with resources, and guiding them to domestic violence shelters. That experience opened my eyes even more to the deep, systemic gaps in care and communication that Black women face when trying to escape abuse. I want to help change that — not just through empathy, but through action, education, and policy. Today, my relationship with my mother is healing. We’ve both done the work to understand each other and our pain. The trauma hasn’t disappeared, but we’ve found peace in forgiveness — for my grandfather, for each other, and for ourselves. Domestic violence doesn’t always leave bruises you can see. Sometimes, it’s the emotional damage that lingers across generations. But I believe those cycles can be broken. I’m committed to being part of that change — for my family, for other survivors, and for future generations of African American women who deserve safety, healing, and hope.

My name is (Damirah) Dee Johnson, and I’m a first-generation college student with a passion for helping others. I work as a legal volunteer through AmeriCorps with the Justice Corps, assisting individuals who face legal challenges but can’t afford an attorney. Seeing firsthand the disparities in the legal system, especially for those with limited resources, has fueled my desire to pursue a career in law, social work, or advocacy. I want to make a difference by helping those who are often overlooked and giving them the support they need to navigate life’s challenges. Growing up, education wasn’t always something emphasized in my family, so being the first to attend college is both a personal milestone and a way to set a positive example for the younger generation in my family. It hasn’t been easy balancing work, school, and personal challenges has been tough, but I’m committed to achieving my goals. Education is the key to breaking generational cycles, and I want to prove to myself and others that no matter your background, you can achieve great things with hard work and perseverance. This scholarship would help me continue my education by easing the financial burden that comes with being a full-time student. It would allow me to focus more on my studies and less on how I’m going to pay for tuition, books, and other essential expenses. With a scholarship like this, I could reduce the stress of working long hours to make ends meet and have more time to devote to my academic and career goals. My long-term goal is to obtain a bachelor’s degree and eventually pursue a law degree. I’m also interested in furthering my education in social work and mental health advocacy because I believe these fields are essential for creating positive change in our communities. This scholarship would help me get one step closer to these goals, enabling me to gain the education and experience necessary to give back to my community. Ultimately, I want to help people who are struggling, especially those facing legal issues or mental health challenges, and empower them to improve their lives. This scholarship would be a vital stepping stone in my journey toward completing my education and making a meaningful impact in the lives of others. It would also allow me to show others that opportunities for low income students exist and that you can do anything you want to do in life. Thank you for considering me for this opportunity.

My name is Dee Johnson, and I am a 21-year-old college student, volunteer, and aspiring entrepreneur. My journey into entrepreneurship started with a simple goal: to create opportunities for myself and others while addressing real needs in my community. Through my experiences, I’ve learned that resilience, creativity, and a commitment to serving others are essential for success, and those values have inspired me to pursue my business idea. The idea for my business, Elegant Essence Cleaning, came from observing a need for reliable, professional, and affordable cleaning services in my area. Growing up, I often helped family members and friends with deep cleaning and organizing projects, and I saw how much it could transform not just a space, but a person’s mindset and mood. A clean and organized home or office brings peace and clarity, but not everyone has the time or ability to achieve it on their own. I want my business to fill that gap, making life easier for clients while creating jobs for others in the community. What truly inspired me to pursue this idea was my desire to make a difference in people’s lives. Cleaning might seem like a small thing, but it can have a big impact especially for busy families, elderly individuals, and those going through challenging times. I want Elegant Essence Cleaning to be more than just a service; I want it to be a source of relief and joy for my clients. Getting to this point hasn’t been easy. I’ve faced significant challenges, from financial struggles to navigating life as a young adult. However, those experiences taught me the value of hard work, planning, and perseverance. I’ve always had a passion for helping others, and this business allows me to combine that passion with my entrepreneurial spirit. My goals for Elegant Essence Cleaning are ambitious but achievable. In the short term, I want to focus on securing funding, acquiring the necessary supplies, and building a strong brand presence. By September 2025, I plan to fully launch the business, offering customizable cleaning packages and eco-friendly options to appeal to a wide range of clients. Long term, I envision Elegant Essence Cleaning becoming a trusted name in my community. I want to expand my services to include organization consulting and partnerships with local nonprofits to provide free or discounted cleanings for those in need, such as families transitioning out of homelessness or individuals recovering from major life events. Entrepreneurship excites me because it allows me to take control of my future while giving back to others. I’ve always been inspired by stories of self-made individuals who used their skills and ideas to create change, and I want to follow in their footsteps. Elegant Essence Cleaning is just the beginning of what I hope will be a lifetime of making a positive impact. Through this journey, I aim to show others especially young women and people of color that it’s possible to build something meaningful, no matter where you start. With hard work, vision, and a heart for service, I’m determined to make Elegant Essence Cleaning a success and inspire others to pursue their dreams.

I am a 21-year-old individual from Winnebago County, a region marked by high crime rates and widespread poverty. Growing up in an area with significant disparities has deeply shaped my perspective on social justice and equity. My experiences have fueled my passion for advocating for systemic change, particularly in addressing the challenges faced by underprivileged communities. I am currently a volunteer with Justice Corps, a program dedicated to promoting equality within the legal system while tackling complex social issues. This role allows me to assist individuals navigating the legal process, many of whom face the same struggles I have encountered, such as economic instability and systemic inequality. My journey has been shaped by numerous challenges, including personal experiences with mental health struggles, poverty, and trauma. During high school, I struggled a lot with poverty. Despite these challenges, I found the strength to overcome my struggles and achieve success. Which is why I am interested in helping others. Education has been a transformative force in my life. As a first-generation college student, I faced numerous obstacles, but my determination to succeed propelled me forward. I began my academic journey at Rock Valley College, where I earned my associate’s degree in 2023. My experiences there taught me the value of resilience and hard work. I am now pursuing a bachelor’s degree at Northern Illinois University, with plans to further my education in social work. My ultimate goal is to advocate for marginalized communities, drawing from my own experiences and the lessons I’ve learned along the way. One of the areas I am most passionate about is urban planning and economics, particularly in addressing issues such as homelessness, gentrification, affordable housing, and sustainability. Growing up in a community with limited resources has given me a firsthand understanding of the importance of equitable and sustainable urban environments. I believe that everyone deserves access to safe, affordable housing and opportunities for economic stability. My experiences have motivated me to dedicate my career to creating solutions that promote social equity and environmental sustainability. Through my work with Justice Corps, I have witnessed the profound impact of systemic inequalities on individuals and families. This has reinforced my commitment to advocating for policies that address these disparities. I am particularly interested in developing strategies to combat homelessness, prevent displacement due to gentrification, and ensure that affordable housing is accessible to all. Additionally, I aim to integrate sustainability into urban planning to create communities that are not only equitable but also environmentally responsible. My passion for this work stems from a deep-seated belief in the power of community and the potential for positive change. I am driven by the knowledge that I can make a difference, not only in my own life but in the lives of others. My experiences have taught me the importance of resilience, empathy, and determination qualities that I bring to every endeavor. By pursuing a career dedicated to urban planning and social work, I hope to be a catalyst for change, creating a future where everyone has the opportunity to thrive.

Growing up, my journey was shaped by struggles with mental health, substance abuse, and the traumas I endured. These experiences were deeply challenging, but they have also paved the way for my personal growth and determination to make a meaningful impact on the lives of others through social work. My story is one of resilience, self-discovery, and a commitment to recovery and helping others. In high school, I turned to alcohol as a way to cope with the chaos and pain in my life. By the time I was a teenager, I was drinking up to eight wine coolers and four shots a day. It became a way to numb myself from the overwhelming feelings of anxiety, depression, and the aftermath of abuse and assault I had experienced. I felt isolated and misunderstood, without the support or tools to confront my struggles. The drinking masked my pain, but it also compounded the problems I was facing, leading me further away from the person I wanted to be. At the same time, I was navigating the trauma of abuse and sexual assault as a teenager. These experiences left deep scars on my mental and emotional health. I felt trapped in a cycle of shame and self-blame, and my family’s lack of acknowledgment only deepened my feelings of isolation. Despite these hardships, I knew I couldn’t allow these experiences to define me forever. The turning point came when I realized I couldn’t keep living this way. I made the decision to stop drinking and confront the issues that were holding me back. Sobriety wasn’t easy, but it became the foundation of my healing. Through therapy and connecting with supportive people, I started to understand my worth and build a healthier relationship with myself. Seeking help was one of the hardest but most rewarding decisions I have ever made. It allowed me to address the root causes of my struggles and begin to move forward. Education became a key part of my journey toward a better future. As a first-generation college student, pursuing higher education was daunting, but I was determined to break the cycle and create a new path for myself. I graduated from Rock Valley College in 2023, an achievement that remains one of my proudest moments. College has given me more than an education; it’s given me the tools to grow personally and professionally and the confidence to believe in my potential. Today, I am pursuing a degree at Northern Illinois University, with plans to work in social work or law after graduation. My experiences have fueled my passion for helping others, particularly those who have faced similar struggles with mental health, trauma, and substance abuse. I’ve come to see my story not as one of pity but as one of resilience and hope. I want to use my experiences to inspire others and show them that recovery and growth are possible, no matter how difficult the circumstances. As part of my commitment to helping others, I volunteer through Justice Corps, assisting individuals who are navigating challenges similar to the ones I’ve faced. This work is deeply meaningful to me because it allows me to connect with others, provide support, and make a tangible difference in their lives. Through my volunteership, I’ve learned how important it is to meet people where they are and to provide them with the resources and encouragement they need to move forward. Managing my recovery is an ongoing process, but I approach it with intention and dedication. I continue to attend therapy to address lingering traumas and develop healthier coping mechanisms. Staying sober remains a priority, and I actively work to maintain a supportive network of friends and mentors who encourage my growth. Self-care practices, like exercising, journaling, and spending time in nature, help me stay grounded and focused on my goals. Additionally, my educational pursuits and volunteer work keep me motivated and connected to my purpose. Looking back, I see how far I’ve come from the days when I felt hopeless and lost. My experiences with mental health, substance abuse, and trauma have shaped me, but they do not define me. Instead, they have given me the strength and empathy to support others who are on their own journeys of healing. I am proud of the person I am becoming and excited about the future I am building. My recovery is not just about overcoming the past but about creating a life that is full of purpose and hope. Through my education, volunteer work, and commitment to growth, I am determined to make a difference in the lives of others and to show that no matter how difficult the journey, there is always a way forward.

It’s hard to put into words how my anxiety has affected me because it has shaped so many aspects of my life for so many years. As a kid, I was aloof, shy, and antisocial. People including my family would call me mean, weird, or neurodivergent. No one took the time to figure out why I behaved that way; they were quick to judge instead. It was hard being a child and feeling so misunderstood. At eleven, I began experiencing feelings of anxiety and depression simultaneously. I couldn’t understand why my mind worked the way it did. My anxiety was so intense that I didn’t want to eat in front of others or talk to new people. I would turn my head and hide in the corner, avoiding interaction altogether. This lasted from ages 10 to 14. By 15, I started to feel less anxious outwardly, but my anxiety still undiagnosed remained. I avoided meeting new people, disliked crowds, and felt uneasy in supermarkets or unfamiliar stores. Honestly, I still struggle with some of these things. At 16, I took a job as a cashier that forced me to be social. On the surface, it seemed like I had overcome my anxiety. I could hold conversations with strangers and work in an unfamiliar space every day. But inside, my anxiety was growing worse. I became better at masking it, but the constant stress of dealing with demanding strangers and suppressing my anxiety took a toll. It began to manifest physically I would feel sick and shaky in public spaces. Still, no one acknowledged what I was going through. I told myself there was something inherently wrong with me. I thought it was normal to feel overstimulated around others, to have trembling hands when entering public spaces, and to feel depressed after talking to strangers. It wasn’t normal, but it was my “normal.” When I was 18 or 19, I finally had the opportunity to see a doctor and a therapist. I was diagnosed with anxiety and other mental health conditions. Alongside these diagnoses, I started working through the personal traumas I had carried for years. Around the same time, I enrolled in college. I realized that to succeed in college, I needed to address my mental health. Getting help and understanding my anxiety changed everything for me. Pursuing a college degree is deeply important to me because I am the first in my family to do so. College has taught me things I never would have learned otherwise and has given me skills I can carry with me in my personal and professional life. It has shown me that I am capable of doing hard things and being rewarded for them. Being a first-generation college student with anxiety has been challenging, but earning my degree means everything to me. It sets a precedent for future generations in my family, showing them that education is achievable. To me, my degree is more than just a piece of paper it’s a trophy that represents resilience, growth, and a legacy I can cherish.

I have been impacted by all three: mental health, suicide, and LGBTQIA+ experiences. Growing up in a religious and low-income household, I knew from a young age that my life was different from my peers. In my mind, everyone else had loving, upper-middle-class families, while I felt like a speck of dust merely existing. At age 11, I began struggling with extreme anxiety, which was also when I started to have confusing feelings about my sexuality. Raised in a community where homosexuality was considered a sin, I was taught that even feeling depressed was wrong. This left me ashamed of who I was, believing I was inherently flawed. My mental health deteriorated, and between the ages of 11 and 16, I experienced suicidal ideations. During these years, I felt isolated and alone. My family was dysfunctional, and at 16, I experienced the trauma of being sexually assaulted. I sought validation in unhealthy ways, doing things I shouldn’t have for the approval of others. Everything came to a head after a breakup. I remember lying on the ground with a bottle of over-the-counter pills, ready to end it all. My parents, dismissive of mental health issues, insisted I was fine, and that prayer alone could heal the deep trauma and mental illness I carried. At the same time, life became increasingly challenging. My parents lost their income, forcing me to work in a toxic environment where I endured racism and verbal abuse from customers, managers, and coworkers. Education seemed pointless why would I bother when my parents hadn’t gone to college? I felt broken, poor, and hopeless. But something in me refused to give up. Despite my reluctance, I finished high school, a milestone that felt like a small victory. Then I took another step: I became sober and cut off toxic people from my life. A pivotal moment came when someone introduced me to the idea of community college. Though it seemed unattainable as a first-generation college student, I decided to take the leap and applied to Rock Valley College. At first, the transition was overwhelming, but I persevered. In 2023, I graduated, an accomplishment that remains one of my proudest moments. Along the way, I broke the cycle of denial surrounding mental health in my family. I sought professional help, receiving diagnoses for social anxiety, general anxiety, and depression. For the first time, I felt validated and seen. Therapy and medication became crucial tools in my healing journey, allowing me to confront and work through my past traumas. Although my story is filled with pain, it is also one of resilience, strength, and courage. I want it to serve as a testament for others especially young, minority, LGBTQIA+ individuals that it is possible to rise above adversity. No matter how insurmountable life’s challenges may seem, you can choose your destiny. You can prove everyone wrong, even yourself. Your future is yours to create. Thank you for allowing me to share my story, and I hope it inspires others to believe in their ability to overcome and thrive.