In 2012, my life changed forever. My grandmother, the woman who had been my source of stability and unconditional love, became septic from wounds in her legs. The year before, she had lost her husband—my grandfather, her partner of fifty years. After his passing, something in her spirit broke. Though she was physically ill, I truly believe she died from a broken heart. I was there when she decided to sign a DNR. At the time, I didn’t fully understand what that meant. But when she passed, I realized how powerful love and loss can be—and how deeply they affect not only our bodies, but our minds.
Watching her fade taught me that mental and emotional health are just as important as physical care. Her grief took her life long before her body gave out, and that realization stayed with me. It opened my eyes to the pain people carry in silence and the toll it takes when they don’t have the support or tools to cope. That experience planted the seed for my lifelong commitment to helping others heal emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.
Life after her death wasn’t easy. Growing up in foster care had already made me resilient, but it also left me feeling unseen. Later, when I was diagnosed with HIV, that sense of isolation deepened. Between stigma, fear, and judgment, I found myself battling not only a physical condition but also emotional exhaustion. I know what it feels like to carry shame that isn’t yours and to fight for acceptance in a world that too often withholds it. Those experiences could have broken me—but instead, they built my purpose.
I founded *Heard It Verbatim*, a nonprofit dedicated to educating at-risk teens and adults about HIV prevention, safer sex, and mental health awareness. Through community outreach, storytelling, and honest conversations, we create safe spaces where people can be seen, heard, and cared for without judgment. Over time, I realized our mission went beyond HIV—it was about healing trauma, reducing stigma, and helping people reclaim their self-worth. Because when someone feels understood, they’re more likely to seek help, to live fully, and to love themselves again.
At Full Sail University, I’m studying in an environment that encourages creativity, innovation, and purpose. I’m learning how to use media, music, and storytelling as tools for change—to make difficult conversations accessible and to bring healing to people who may never set foot in a therapist’s office. My goal is to expand *Heard It Verbatim* into a platform that provides free mental health resources, virtual support groups, and digital campaigns for underserved communities. I want to reach those who feel forgotten—the foster kid who feels unloved, the person newly diagnosed and afraid, the heartbroken person who thinks there’s no reason to go on.
Receiving this scholarship would mean more than financial relief—it would mean hope. It would allow me to focus on my studies and grow my nonprofit without the constant burden of financial stress. More importantly, it would help me continue transforming my pain into purpose.
Everything I’ve lived through—loss, stigma, foster care, and illness—has taught me one truth: love and understanding heal. My grandmother’s death showed me what happens when heartbreak goes untreated. My life’s mission is to make sure others never have to feel that same kind of loneliness. Through education, compassion, and creativity, I want to make mental health care affordable, accessible, and filled with humanity—because no one should ever have to die from a broken heart again.