Why I Decided to Study Law

I never imagined myself studying law.

There were days I wasn’t sure I’d study anything at all. Life, for me, didn’t follow a neat and tidy path—it twisted and turned, sometimes pulling me into deep waters where breathing felt like a luxury. But somehow, through all of it, I kept surfacing. It was during those moments, when I’d barely caught my breath, that the thought of law first called to me.

I didn’t come from privilege. I wasn’t surrounded by people in suits or courthouses or anything close. What I did have was lived experience. I knew what it felt like to be powerless in a system that wasn’t always built to protect people like me. I’ve seen people misunderstood, dismissed, and misrepresented. I’ve experienced the weight of injustice—not the headline-making kind, but the quiet, daily kind that wears you down in slow motion.

Studying law wasn’t just a career move for me—it was survival turned into purpose.

From Struggle to Structure

What first drew me to law wasn’t the idea of money or prestige. It was structure. The same structure that once felt cold and distant, I wanted to understand from the inside. I wanted to know how decisions were made, how rights were protected (or ignored), and how the system could be challenged from within.

I’ve always been vocal about turning pain into progress. Whether I was writing about travel, healing, or personal development, I tried to reflect on my experiences honestly. That honesty is what pushed me toward law. I didn’t want to just talk about change—I wanted to be part of it.

And if you’ve ever felt the sting of being overlooked or underestimated, you know how important it is to find a space where your voice does matter. Law, to me, is that space.

The Desire to Advocate

I’ve met people—good people—who fell through the cracks. They didn’t have the right paperwork, the right words, or the right help. They were smart and capable, but the system didn’t see them that way. I don’t want to just sit with them in their struggle—I want to be the one standing beside them in court, across the table, or behind a well-worded letter that makes someone listen.

That’s the thing about law: it’s more than just books and courtroom dramas. It’s about people. Real people. And I’ve always felt like that’s where I belong—in the real, messy, human side of life.

I want to help fix the cracks, to advocate for fairness, to push for better. I’m not naïve. I know one person can’t change everything. But if I can make even a small difference, then every long night of studying and every sacrifice will be worth it.

A New Chapter, Rooted in Purpose

This decision wasn’t sudden. It was built, layer by layer, through my experiences—through writing, through travel, through loss, and through healing. I’ve grown into the person who needs to do this, not just for myself, but for others who haven’t yet found their voice.

When I write, I write from a place of truth. When I study law, I study from that same place. I want to show that you don’t need a perfect past to pursue a powerful future.

To anyone who’s ever felt like their story wasn’t enough—I promise you, it is. Your past doesn't disqualify you. Sometimes, it’s your best qualification.

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