I used to define life in terms of what else could go wrong and what now? I’d encountered so much darkness on this journey, that I just knew I had a red bullseye on my butt. Until August 2016, when I made my way to Puerto Rico to recreate my life after spending two complete years in the abyss with suicidal depression, surviving a couple attempts. As I began my journey towards my bachelor’s degree with a concentration in child and adolescent development, I weaned off 11 psychotropic medications and began to face instead of numbing my demons. I was absolutely terrified each time I perused my syllabuses at the beginning of every term, feeling I can’t do this repeatedly, constantly doubting my ability to successfully navigate academia whilst integrating all facets of self. There were six people that were instrumental to my academic success. Two of them were my SNHU advisors. Both Michele and Erin, what I perceive to be above and beyond to support me, oft times helping to assuage my doubts and fears, planting seeds of hope in my psyche. In the 2 years I traveled from my associates to my bachelors I learned how deep my desire to be of service was and how strong my fortitude. The honor of my successful education belongs not just to me but to these 6 warriors as well. I want to, with a grateful heart acknowledge my incredible support system. Erin Clarke, Michele Dietrich, Dad, Paulo, Niki and Paula… THANK YOU… For believing in me even when my step faltered. Thank you for your unconditional support, and for worrying about me in the aftermath of Hurricane Maria. This academic excellence “summa cum laude” belongs to all of us, and to every single at-risk adolescent I can help with my journey. We rise together! My new default question for the last year, has been and will continue to be... What else is possible?