Mental health and addiction have been at the center of my personal journey, shaping not only the challenges I’ve faced but also the mission I now carry with me. For many years, I lived under the weight of depression, instability, and substance use, unsure of who I was or what my life was meant to be. I dropped out of college in my early twenties, numbed my pain with alcohol, and lost years of potential to self-destruction.
It wasn’t until 2022, when I entered recovery, that I began to rebuild my life. Recovery gave me back my health, my purpose, and my faith. This fall, I celebrated three years of sobriety. That milestone reflects not only the grace I have received but also the discipline, humility, and spiritual growth that recovery demands.
My struggles did not appear out of nowhere. They were seeded in childhood, when my parents divorced under painful circumstances. At just nine years old, my home life turned upside down, leaving me with instability and shame I did not know how to process. Instead of stability and safety, my adolescence was marked by conflict, uncertainty, and a feeling of being “different” from my peers. By my twenties, depression and questions about my identity weighed heavily on me, and without healthy tools for coping, I turned to alcohol. At first it felt like a relief, but over time, drinking stopped being a choice—it became a prison.
The turning point came in 2022, when I admitted I could no longer keep living the way I was. Recovery became my lifeline. At first, it felt daunting—how could I change years of habits and self-doubt? But the structure of AA, the support of others who had walked the same road, and reliance on God made healing possible.
One of the first prayers I learned was the Serenity Prayer: “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.” Those words became more than just a prayer—they became a way of living. I learned to let go of the shame of my past, to focus on the choices in front of me, and to trust that God would guide me through the things beyond my control.
Later, the Third Step Prayer gave me another perspective: “God, I offer myself to Thee—to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will.” This prayer reminded me that my life was no longer about self-preservation. Recovery was not just about abstaining from alcohol; it was about opening myself to service, to becoming someone who could use his story to help others.
Faith has been central to my healing. Prayer and meditation are now daily practices. They ground me, remind me that I am not alone, and keep me humble. The words of Matthew 4:19, “Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men,” resonate deeply. I believe God has called me to take the net of compassion and cast it widely—to reach those who are still struggling, to walk with them in their pain, and to help them believe in the possibility of healing.
Recovery also gave me the courage to return to school after a 15-year break. In the fall of 2024, I re-enrolled at UMass Boston as a psychology major. At first, I worried I would be out of place as an older, non-traditional student. But from the very first semester, I realized I was exactly where I needed to be. I now sit in the front row, engage deeply in class, and treat every assignment as an opportunity, not a chore.
Academically, I’ve thrived. I have maintained a 4.0 GPA while balancing part-time work, and I am preparing to apply for graduate programs in clinical psychology. My coursework has deepened my understanding of development, trauma, and identity. Each class not only teaches me theory but also affirms what I have seen in real life: that early wounds, if left untreated, echo through adulthood.
Beyond academics, I serve as secretary for a gay men’s recovery group. Every week, I organize meetings, coordinate guest speakers, and mentor younger men who are just beginning their own recovery journeys. Many of them are carrying unhealed wounds from childhood trauma or family rejection. Some feel ashamed of their identities; others are struggling with depression, substance use, or loneliness. When I sit with them, I don’t see broken people—I see myself, years earlier, in need of someone to remind me that my story wasn’t over. Offering encouragement, resources, and empathy has been one of the most rewarding parts of my life. I’ve learned that healing often begins not with advice, but with listening. Just as others once sat with me, I now sit with them. Through this role, I have seen how powerful community can be in transforming despair into hope.
My long-term goal is to pursue graduate studies in clinical psychology, with the hope of continuing into the Clinical Psychology PhD program at UMass Boston. I want to dedicate my career to supporting LGBTQ youth and young adults who struggle with identity, trauma, and substance use. Research shows that LGBTQ youth are disproportionately impacted by anxiety, depression, and suicidal ideation—often stemming from rejection, neglect, or instability in their formative years.
My vision is to create spaces where these young people feel seen and understood. I want to combine evidence-based clinical practice with the empathy that comes from lived experience. In many ways, I see this as an extension of my faith: to be a “fisher of men” who casts a net of compassion wide enough to catch those who feel left behind.
My personal experiences with mental health and addiction have reshaped every part of my life—my beliefs, my relationships, and my aspirations. They taught me humility, reliance on God, and the importance of community. They gave me a mission: to turn my pain into purpose, and my recovery into service.
Receiving the Fishers of Men-tal Health Scholarship would ease the financial strain of balancing tuition and living costs, but more importantly, it would affirm the calling I have embraced. Like Dima Kapelkin, I want my life to reflect faith, service, and a commitment to helping others. Through God’s grace, I have been given a second chance, and I intend to spend it casting nets of compassion, healing, and hope.