Ever since I can remember, I have been an avid reader. I have always been fascinated by the way literature can transport you to another world and teach you something new about yourself and others. This fascination eventually turned into a passion, and it was clear to me that I wanted to pursue a career in literature. My goal is to use literature to make a positive impact on the world. I believe that books have the power to change the way we see ourselves and others and to inspire us to be better people. Whether it's through promoting diversity and inclusion, advocating for social justice, or simply helping others discover the joy of reading, I want to do my part in making the world a better place. Of course, working in the literary field presents its share of difficulties. The cost associated with receiving an education in this sector is one of the main barriers. But I'm not going to let that get in my way. If it takes scholarships, grants, or other innovative approaches, I'm determined to find a means to realize my dream. Increasing people's interest in literature is one of the ways I hope to use it to improve the world. I think that a lot of people undervalue literature because they think that high-brow intellectuals or professors should only read it. But I know that is not true. Literature is for everyone, and it is one of the greatest means to connect us of all ages. I want to demonstrate to others how essential and pertinent literature can be through my writing and advocacy. I want to make sure that people understand that books are more than just old tales with outmoded themes; they are also a reflection of the world we live in and the events that have shaped who we are. I'm particularly intrigued by the way literature conveys the passage of time and memory. Each book is a window into a specific period in history, and it can help us understand how people felt and thought at the time. In aiding in our comprehension of the past, literature can assist us in making sense of the present. I am energized by the potential that my love of reading holds. Although I am prepared to meet them head-on, I am aware that there will be obstacles to overcome. I think I can change the world and increase people's interest in the power of books if I work hard, be persistent, and have a strong love for reading.

There's a certain song that has had a profound impact on me over the years: Taylor Swift's "Clean" from her 1989 album. The first time I heard it, I was going through a particularly tough time in my life. Struggling with depression and constantly questioning my own identity, I felt like I was stuck in a never-ending cycle of negativity. As someone who has struggled with depression and anxiety, I know what it's like to feel stuck in a negative cycle. It's easy to get caught up in self-doubt and self-criticism, to dwell on past mistakes, and to feel like you'll never be able to break free from your own negative patterns of behavior. But "Clean" is a reminder that we have the power to choose a different path. It's a call to action, a challenge to embrace our own strength and resilience and to leave behind anything that no longer serves us. For me, that meant taking a hard look at myself and my behaviors and recognizing the ways in which I was holding myself back. It meant acknowledging that I had been wearing a series of masks, each one hiding a different facet of my personality and that it was time to let them go. As I began to strip away those old layers and reveal my true self, I felt a sense of freedom and release that I had never experienced before. It was like a weight had been lifted off of me, and I was finally able to breathe again. Today, I see "Clean" as a symbol of my ongoing journey toward self-discovery and personal growth. It's a reminder that we are all capable of change, of leaving behind our old selves and embracing something new and beautiful. As someone who has been a fan of Taylor Swift's music for years, I have always admired her ability to tell stories through her songs. Whether she's exploring themes of love and heartbreak, or delving into deeper emotional territory, she has a unique ability to connect with her listeners on a deeply personal level. To grow up with my favorite artist and see myself changing alongside her floods me like a tidal wave every time I think about it. In the song, she captures the emotions of letting go and moving on with powerful simplicity. She describes the process of shedding old identities and negative emotions as a physical act of cleansing, using vivid imagery to bring the lyrics to life. The song not only reminds me of my journey on self-love and life purpose, but it also serves to remind me how everyone has the opportunity to cleanse themselves and start anew. Or simply, just growing up. And so, whenever I feel lost or uncertain, I turn to the lyrics of "Clean" as a source of inspiration and comfort. They remind me that I am not alone in my struggles and that with courage and determination, I can continue to clean myself of anything that no longer serves me, and move forward into a brighter, more fulfilling future.

The ability to be aware of my surroundings and that of others is a characteristic I'm very prideful in possessing. Due to numerous unfriendly experiences I have dealt with, I've become keener in my ability to sympathize with circumstances that others are placed under, as well as, my own for the sake of self-care. Not limited to surroundings, but emotions, disabilities, fears, and vulnerabilities are many of the countless details I focus on and take into great consideration when conversing with another. I am especially aware of the importance of comfortableness and respect. When taking these aspects into notice and care, it shows that the individual is a sympathizer, a trustworthy and open-minded folk. Nowadays, this is very much needed in today's society where multiple instances of traumatic cases appear every other day. By this, I hold this quality of mine of special significance, not found regularly in everyone's contact and especially not hand given to just anyone outside someone's social circle. Individuals typically don't understand that respect goes further than friendly gestures and smiles- it deals with the space, traditions, and customs of a person- the understanding of this usually clashes with the personal beliefs that one holds; therefore, this respect is placed off the table and neither parties receive anything other than possible arguments, mockery, or blatant disrespect. The possession of self-awareness and surroundings, sympathy, and ability to problem-solve appears when learning from others, listening to stories, experiences, and the realization that not everyone has the fulfillment and satisfaction of life. Yet, when a pleasant encounter is shared with another, this need for "fulfillment" feels fulfilled. Life isn't just about resources and materialistic necessities, in fact, life is felt more pleasurable when being around someone's positive presence. My pride stems from having the notion that I am capable of spreading this positivity and tranquility with others, being respectful of their time, presence, and beliefs. Even when their beliefs seem to contradict mine, they should be approached in an understanding way. Most importantly, this characteristic allows me to be comfortable with my own presence. My time is well spent whenever I am on my own, whether lost in my thoughts or as simple as listening to music, I am pleased knowing that no matter the obstacle or circumstance, I can form solutions that help me and the people around me. Knowingly so, my journey in life will sail much smoother than another who has difficulty understanding this concept, because this "concept" is seen more as a practice rather than basic human decency. Now, this does not apply to everyone. Understandably so, there are people who generally have a hard time speaking with others. And, if given the chance to communicate effectively using empathy and kindness, these individuals would have an easier time conversing with others and sharing their thoughts and own perspectives. I'll also have my own difficult encounters in the future, there is no guaranteeing that every encounter will go smoothly, but my purpose in life and life journey is ultimately proven to be fulfilling when I know the positivity that this trait of mine spreads. This, to me, is satisfying on its own. I would not have had this ability if it weren't for the sticky social situations I was placed in 2 years ago, and my gratitude shows no end. I repay my gratitude by being able to make the most of my interactions with others, and it all starts with a little understanding and respect.

A dedicated and devoted individual to their group of friends can be labeled as a keeper. Loveable, loyal, and loose are the key traits that stand out among others in a group. But, how far can devotion and loyalty go until it turns abusive? Many don't consider the possibility of dealing with a weak mental mindset caused by social means until they've been placed in that scenario. Coming from a medium-sized friend group, I kept my loyalty on rigid lines since I assumed it's what would've kept me seen as likable. This "dedication" was too soon falling short when an inconvenience occurred, leading to the most torturous downward spiral I have ever faced in my entire life. My beliefs, qualities, traits, and appearance, all shown on display to be mocked, laughed at and cruelly judged. My experience with verbal abuse wasn't anything surprising; but, coming from a group of people I have loved over the course of my teen years was not expected. I hadn't noticed it back then, this so-called weak mentality I was facing was none other than a mild case of depression. For three years straight, my thoughts and being felt as if they were put on autopilot- unable to concoct a firm routine nor gather the courage to motivate myself. I merely lived to live. The worst possible mindset to have, I gained no joy from anything, not even activities that I favored. A year later, I'm now working harder than I've ever had the chance to before. The depression slowly subsided and turned into a strong sense of independence- I long to take back my wasted years and reshape my life for the better. With many adjustments and countless nights of self-reflection, I have come to an eye-opening conclusion: a controlled course of action is the most powerful asset one can ever retain. Now dealing with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD), my goals are far clearer than ever, my relationships are kept minimal yet endearing, and above all, I understand the importance of self-care. The emotions and experiences of an individual are indescribable, only one can determine the severity of oneself. But, building a community based on these incidents and past negligence is what can spread these indescribable moments- to share, listen, and learn. With my given abilities and self-awareness, my contribution and my role in this community are what can inspire and aspire others. Not only have I been given the chance to transform, but allowing those around me to feel comfortable within their environment and transformation of their own is what encourages me to be and do better, to someday reveal my most authentic form. To my dismay, my unfriendly experience has turned into a chance opportunity. And while those have been my most dreadful years, I have come to understand the significance of obstacles in the world. The need to have a driving force to push you to success. Without it, I may not have had such years of hopelessness, but I certainly would not have been able to become keener on my surroundings and overcome my fear of dependency. With gatherers and followers, I actively communicate my stories, and those of others are openly shared to aid between battles of unhealthy mindsets and coping mechanisms. In a generation where technology is worldwide and at your fingertips, spreading awareness has become an impactful way to lead one of the most spoken issues in today's society. Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and other big companies have the resources that allow for open communication, it is a place where numerous people, such as myself, have been offered to provide valuable and meaningful conversations, and deep sentiments that never go unnoticed. The understanding of mental health truly springs after being placed between a rock and a wall. The gratitude I owe to having the ability to sympathize with others' circumstances is what drives my tenacity. In a life such as the present, my resolve will be one to many contributions. It has been proven to be the boat I row.