I was later diagnosed with bipolar depression disorder. As I grew up, I learned more about myself. I learned how to be independent and stand up for myself. I also learned that you have to fight to make your dreams a reality.
My 7th-grade teacher took an interest in me because she saw how dedicated I was to school. She knew then that I would do great things in life. She helped me get into high school and eventually raised me as her own. At the start of my freshman year, my mother's relationship turned bad and it was no longer safe for me to live in that home. I would spend most of my time at school or with friends. My best friend at the time was my 7th-grade teacher's niece. They understood my situation and allowed me to stay there for a few nights out of the week. A few nights turned into a few weeks. Eventually, my mother kicked me out so she could rent my room out to make money. My 7th-grade teacher took me in without any hesitation.
The ability to have a steady home environment granted me the ability to only focus on school. Through all my hardships, I always loved school. It was my escape from everything wrong in my life. For once in my life I was in control of something. It was on me to get good grades and get into college. I fought everyday to get all As so that I could become valedictorian. I wanted to show the world that no matter the circumstances or what life throws at you, you can always succeed and make a better life for yourself.
Through excelling in high school, I was able to receive enough scholarship money to pay for all four years of college. I am now a junior at Towson University. My major is Cell and Molecular Biology with a Pre-Medicine Concentration.
