Hi! My name is Khylee, but I go by Khy for short. To my mind, anyone calling me Khylee must mean it to be very tense, and personal Moreover, I come from a single parent household of 3, but most times i was the head of the household with my younger brother and i being alone or in daycare. I also had to watch my mother struggle with life, and substance abuse which was fuel for early maturity. Thankfully my dads wife at the time had kids before me, and my parents agreed it'd be best to visit for me to get to know my siblings.at times i visited, other times i lived with my bonus mom and siblings. The more time that went on, the less stability we had. Jumping from place to place, being kicked out, living in hotels. I continued to loose peace, and innocence. Up until one point, my mom worked at a college as a dorm director and we slept in the dorm during the summer. That was when she realized she had to make the right decision to let me live with my dad, and so i did and i found trouble. Thankfully my dads wife at the time had kids before me, and helped a lot with raising me! My parents agreed it'd be best to visit for me to get to know my siblings. Ther was many times i visited, other times i lived with my bonus mom and siblings.. Soon after i found trouble, i picked up a basketball and ran with it! I started out playing with boys my age, i was a soft, & sweet, little thing. Unfortunately, yet fortunately the boys were so mean to me i had to pretend to be mean like them so they'd take me serious. Once i got to 7th grade,I was able to play for my junior high school (with girls this time), and success came easy! I also met my best friend Alaysia! Our parents grew up together, and had us around the same time. While growing, i realized i was taller then most girls and i easily became a center. Therefore alaysia and I became the point guard and big duo! Until COVID started, and i was supposed to visit my mother who moved back to her hometown in Michigan. Instead of visiting, we stayed, & finished out school in Texas, online everyday. This time was very depressing, for I had to make the decision to stay instead of go back to Texas to protect my younger brother from what may have occurred if i wasn't there to save him from it! to protect his innocence, that he so deserved. Over 2 years of substance, emotional, verbal, and physical abuse. We escaped our abuser August 3rd, 2022. Now 3 years later, and 2 years sober for our mom! As a freshman in college, and a freshman in High school, my brother and I stand strong on the beginning of our new adventures! I plan to major in chemical and substance abuse counseling, from there i will graduate with my associates in that and move on to another school to continue to major psycholgy. To later on become a clinical psychologist and help protect abusers and their victims from suffering the way i had to. The end goal is to save lives and innocence.

By being blessed enough to continue my athletic career in college, I've been given a chance to major in behavioral health. I also plan to do course work in chemical and substance abuse. I chose this major because I'm a victim of substance abuse. My mother drank for my whole life up until almost 2 years ago, she chose to stop drinking after going into an alcoholic seizure. This alone has shaped my brain into being a tremendous empath! I feel so deeply for every misunderstood child like me whose childhood was dismissed, rushed, or depleted as a whole. I have found it very fitting for my personality to counsel abusers, and the victims as well! I've often thought about being triggered by other experiences, But one day I had a 2 hour-long conversation with a close friend about how much mental and emotional damage had taken place since being away from my mom. Everyday there was so much to focus on, the damage from the day before had already been dismissed, shoved to a dark place in my brain, and forgotten about. I didn't realize how much i've endured until it caught up to me being what i thought was "healthy". its a very confusing time, so many feelings rush at once! There are so many people to point the finger at. Most times, my only thought was "why?" I wanted to know why this was happening to me. I thought it was my fault. That exact feeling of self-sabotaging is what drew me to this major. The uncertainty of knowing whether or not my mom still loved me because of the things she'd call me, and the things she'd say to me were sometimes sickening. If I can help it, no child or person will be left to feel that way. I plan to make a change, starting in my community first. Many addicts are misunderstood, or victims of abuse also. My mother was a victim of abuse also, therefore she was a functioning but angry drunk. Her anger came from a place beyond me! Nonetheless, the damage is still done! I want to protect not only the victim, but the addict from harming themselves and their relationships! This profession, (if God says the same) will allow me to save plenty of lives, hearts and minds! This profession will and has become a passion, that I can not wait to pursue!

By being blessed enough to continue my athletic career in college, I've been given a chance to major in behavioral health. I also plan to do course work in chemical and substance abuse. I chose this major because I'm a victim of substance abuse. My mother drank for my whole life up until almost 2 years ago, she chose to stop drinking after going into an alcoholic seizure. This alone has shaped my brain into being a tremendous empath! I feel so deeply for every misunderstood child like me whose childhood was dismissed, rushed, or depleted as a whole. I have found it very fitting for my personality to counsel abusers, and the victims as well! I've often thought about being triggered by other experiences, But one day I had a 2 hour-long conversation with a close friend about how much mental and emotional damage had taken place since being away from my mom. Everyday there was so much to focus on, the damage from the day before had already been dismissed, shoved to a dark place in my brain, and forgotten about. I didn't realize how much i've endured until it caught up to me being what i thought was "healthy". its a very confusing time, so many feelings rush at once! There are so many people to point the finger at. Most times, my only thought was "why?" I wanted to know why this was happening to me. I thought it was my fault. That exact feeling of self-sabotaging is what drew me to this major. The uncertainty of knowing whether or not my mom still loved me because of the things she'd call me, and the things she'd say to me were sometimes sickening. If I can help it, no child or person will be left to feel that way. I plan to make a change, starting in my community first. Many addicts are misunderstood, or victims of abuse also. My mother was a victim of abuse also, therefore she was a functioning but angry drunk. Her anger came from a place beyond me! Nonetheless, the damage is still done! I want to protect not only the victim, but the addict from harming themselves and their relationships! This profession, (if God says the same) will allow me to save plenty of lives, hearts and minds! This profession will and has become a passion, that I can not wait to pursue!

I've been around, and in sports for as long as i can remember, my mom actually went to baylor with Britney Griner. I started playing basketball there, at the camp baylor hosted for the kids in the waco community. From there, i did a lot of moving around which resulted in only watching my older sister play. Over the years, i played but mostly watched my older sister Shaniya play, as she graduated highschool and went juco, i was just getting into the game. I studied her, I enjoyed how her game was so versatile, how vocal she was. Her presence was felt in the game no matter the score, time, or side of the floor. That's the day I fell in love with the sport and excelled by becoming everything my sister wanted me to be. As high school started, a starter on varsity as a freshman was big for me. I spent my freshman year in Michigan, so the curriculum was much faster and there was more work to keep up with. I battled at home with being a victim of substance abuse, so my brother and I only had one escape. Basketball. I stayed on top of work because it was the only reason I had to be on my Chromebook since I wasn't allowed a phone. Over the summer things took a turn, and suddenly life changed. My brother and I were on a plane, by ourselves back to Texas. Here is where I made a name for myself! I became a ladycat,and am set to graduate from Bay City High school in May. To say I have faced adversity is a true understatement, Through it all I'm blessed to have received every accolade that I have. 3x All region team, 2x District Champion, 3x Acedemic all district and District MVP along with being Varsity team Captain this past season. This upcoming fall season, All glory to God. I'll be studying on a full athletic scholarship at Hill College, There I plan to study behavioral health and take extra course work to graduate with my associates degree in substance and chemical abuse counseling. My goal is to protect every soul who is/ or was robbed of their childhood or everything that they deserve, I plan to re-instill life and purpose into the addicts to save their lives along with anyone they may be hurting. Nobody did this for me, so if I can do something I love to pay for who I want to be in life then I'm giving it 100%. Outside of sports, I work to help my legal guardian around the house. I've been raised to be family and christ oriented, therefore a lot of my time outside of work or sports is spent with those who are my support system. Due to my childhood, I'm a very anxious person so doing things to calm my thoughts down are also very helpful. Things such a coloring, putting puzzles together, or even Legos.