Addiction has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I grew up surrounded by it. My dad is a drug addict and an alcoholic. My mom’s ex-husband was also an alcoholic. My maternal grandmother, who has passed away, spent much of her life battling addiction and was in recovery from both drugs and alcohol. I saw firsthand how addiction affected the people I loved. I saw how it changed them, how it tore apart families, and how hard it was to break free. Even though I told myself I would never follow the same path, I did.
I started using Xanax when I was 14 years old. At the time, I was doing online school, which made it incredibly easy to hide what I was going through. I was constantly using during class, but no one could see me. What began as a way to cope quickly turned into something I couldn’t control. I felt like I wasn’t enough, like I couldn’t face life without being numb. Xanax made me feel disconnected, empty, and ashamed. I lost my sense of identity, and mentally and physically, I felt worse than ever.
When I was 16, I got sober. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, especially since I was still so young. I had to face the reasons I had started using, confront the pain I had tried to suppress, and find the strength to rebuild myself. Sobriety didn’t fix everything overnight, but it gave me the clarity to begin healing and the courage to believe I could be something more. I never thought that I would see the day where I went to college. I never had plans to go, I let my dreams float away from me. Now that I have been in therapy and have quit any and all substances, I am chasing after those dreams.
Now, I’m starting at the University of Missouri–Kansas City in the spring of 2026 to earn my bachelor’s degree in English with a focus on classical, medieval, and early modern literature. My dream is to become a funeral home director and a writer. I want to use my education to support people during the hardest moments of their lives—through grief, loss, and recovery. I want to write stories that speak to those who feel alone in their pain. My past has taught me compassion, resilience, and the importance of being a voice for those who are struggling. I hope to use everything I’ve been through to help others feel seen, understood, and reminded that healing is always possible.