For several years, I have felt adrift in a personal “Bermuda Triangle.” When I was only a year old, my parents divorced, and since then, I have had to maneuver between my mom, my dad, and life’s pressures. I alternate weekends with my parents, while weekdays vary depending on the week. Sailing back and forth between their homes rarely places me in calm, stressless waters. My mom has supported me and played a crucial role in my upbringing, while my dad has remarried. I do not want to speak of a wicked stepmother or anything like that, but I acknowledge that their divorce has been challenging, and I am gradually navigating my way through it.
In recent years, my confidence has grown significantly. My mom has been pivotal to my accomplishments, consistently encouraging me to excel in school and step out of my comfort zone. Her unwavering support has been invaluable. She introduced me to community litter cleanups, took me on trips abroad, including annual visits to my grandparents in Japan, and nurtured my love for science and math. Eventually, I began seeking out opportunities independently. I now organize monthly litter cleanup events in my community and host Science Club gatherings at my mom’s home. Even my mom was surprised when I successfully ran for vice president of the ninth-grade student government. Through these leadership roles, I have developed effective communication skills, and some even say I have a good “podcast voice.”
The struggles I have faced have made me more empathetic and taught me how to handle difficult situations constructively. Miscommunications can be painful, so I strive to resolve them positively. When a classmate poured water on me during a photo shoot as a joke, I calmly explained how it made me feel. He later shared that my kind words helped him learn to restrain his explosive behavior. My compassion extends to nature as well. After visiting El Biomuseo in Panama, which highlighted extinct and endangered species, I became more aware of human negligence toward our environment. My monthly community cleanup events aim to address this issue.
Helping others has, in turn, benefited me. Born on September 11, 2007, six years after the New York City terrorist attacks, I have witnessed my mom struggle with PTSD from that day, often crying on my birthday. I suggested she visit the 9/11 Memorial with me, which aided her in confronting her trauma and ultimately seeking out help. I also stand by my friends; when a childhood friend came out as gay, I remained steadfast by his side. Similarly, when a classmate revealed her struggles with grades and parental expectations, I helped her prioritize and offered reassurances. These experiences have shown me that the first step in addressing a problem is a change in perspective, particularly in uncontrollable situations. I now understand and respond to others’ needs better. Throughout my tumultuous family life, I have garnered valuable insights into identity, perseverance, and shared humanity. Empathy involves mutual understanding; my compassion has shown that kindness sets the course for collaboration, innovation, and effective problem-solving.
In today’s interconnected world, both online and geopolitically, I aspire to chart my path and see it through, regardless of what life throws at me. As I prepare to leave the “Bermuda Triangle” phase of my life, I view college as an incredible step ahead. Through resilience and mastery of teamwork, I have developed a strategy to move forward before becoming another lost legend. My formative years have profoundly shaped my values and direction, instilling in me the strength to tackle challenges and the curiosity to seek new opportunities.