As a child if immigrant parents, I learned to take responsibility for my family and myself at a very young age. Although my parents learned to speak English, they constantly worked in order to financially support my siblings and I. Meanwhile, my grandparents and the rest of our family members were still in Congo DRC. All we had was each other here in the United States. My parents both speak more than 4 languages, therefore, I had to translate for them growing up. Thankfully, years later, my grandfather came to the U.S. as well and my other family members started to slowly follow right after. I still teach my family conversational English and still teach them about the new things of this new generation. The more involved I became with my family, the more I knew what I wanted to be in the future.
Since I was five years old, my parents pushed me to value education because they were born in Congo DRC and could not afford to go one of the top best schools for great education. My parents were rescued by the United Nations because they were escaping war. Due to that kind of disadvantage, I learned to always be thankful and appreciate of everything in life. I learned to never give up and to always remain optimistic. The horrific things my parents endured while they were thrown in jail in Congo still haunts me until today. They endured a lot of lonely nights, painful nights, starving nights, and after waiting for so long they began to lose their faith in the most high. But one day, they were rescued and was given a wonderful opportunity to start fresh and live the life they’ve always wanted.
Just for knowing my parents story, it helped me figure out who I wanted to be. I realized that my parents had a lot of trauma that was hard for them to unpack because they never learned what it was like to express themselves and heal from their past. They did not believe in therapy because no one talked about it while they were growing up. They did not have access to that. Especially for men, it was known that you were weak if you talked about what you go through and express your hurt. I wanted to be that person that can help them talk about their past trauma and learn how to heal from that. I dream to become a psychologist one day. More specifically for children because thats where it all starts. A lot of things affect you when you are a child and you don't realize it until you grow older.
I would like to lead by example and show my family that therapy works. Many immigrants need treatment to recover from the physical abuse, untreated health conditions, trauma, discrimination, stress, and fear. Being a child of African parents who speak more than 5 languages, I can be that individual who is able to give immigrants or refugees access to therapy because I speak multiple languages. Psychotherapy helps people make positive changes in their lives and I would love to be apart of that change. Not just for my family, but for anyone around the world.