By now I should be accustomed to my brother’s narcissistic tendencies. The way he hogs valuable mirror time to poke away at his barely noticeable pimples, and the urge to clean after adult size babies only heightens after their many failed attempts of washing dishes. But despite their lack of commitment the men in my life each plays an essential role in the person I inspire to be. My perpetual nature to lead I believe, started when I was three years old just after the death of my mother. Till this day my uncle still makes it a priority to emphasize my tremendous bravery in the face of death as it propelled my mother deep into the hollow face of the earth. Not long before that I found myself standing on a crate, watching as an eager spectator …show more content…
Devoting moments to myself has permitted me to savor the thrilling charisma of the lifestyle of someone who works within the criminal justice field. I think of all the books I read that speaks on pressing matters, and immediately I begin to ponder the good I can accomplish working for a higher sector in the government. Fixing the war on drugs, police brutality, and bringing ruthless terrorist to justice are just a few of the many problems that I will commit to solving. I detest a future that is somewhat similar to my insipid childhood. I loathe the idea of brief cases, cubicles, Folgers coffee over cold sandwiches every day for the rest of my adult life. With the help of my family I have come to realize that I do not want to be another carbon copy confined to this society. Because of my families’ essential and exacting needs I know that I love being part of a solution. I assist them in matters they would otherwise fail to do. Being granted the opportunity to help others in even worse circumstances should be far more thrilling and satisfying. Everyone’s entitled to a life of adventure but some lack commitment and end up living a life of conformity which I imagine is the root of unhappiness. Thanks to my family I have made the wise decision to be