Growing up, I witnessed firsthand what true advocacy looks like. When my younger sister was diagnosed with a mental disorder, my parents went on a mission to create better opportunities for her and others like her. At that point in time, there weren’t many options for people with mental illnesses, and as a result, they were often sent to institutions.
My parents wanted more for my sister, though, and so they dedicated themselves to advocating for the rights of those with conditions like hers. The changes my parents fought for didn’t happen overnight, but they did happen. As an adolescent, watching their relentless endeavors showed me what it meant to advocate for those in need, and it’s safe to say that it had a strong influence on my decision to become an attorney.
Strangely enough, though, legal work did not occur to me as a possible career choice for quite some time. In fact, I began college with the intention of becoming an engineer. Then, after discovering that it wasn’t the right fit, I changed my major to history. As I studied past events, I was reminded of the injustices that have taken place over the course of history, and it suddenly dawned on me that studying law would allow me to combat such injustices — just as my parents had done. And so I went to law school.
I believe that each case should begin with a common sense approach and end with real justice.