<p>Hi, I'm a high school senior working on my personal statement and was wondering if someone could read what I have so far and provide me with some feedback on mine. Criticism is fine as long as it's constructive. Please no unnecessary rude comments. Thanks in advance to those who reply (:</p>
<p>So here it is :</p>
<p>In my early years, my family was irrevocably shattered by the divorce of my parents. The ramifications of their split continued long after the boom of the judges reverberating gavel hit the bench in 1999. The familiar silhouette of my fathers visage became a distant memory, clouded by neglect. His constant reassuring touch was like the icy winter wind, sending chills up my spine and sprouting goose bumps across my skin. My fathers melodic voice was a faint whisper, distant music drowned out by the hustle-and-bustle of city life. Just as the morning dew on a car window evaporates, my father vanished from my life, leaving me in the wake of the disaster.</p>
<p>Years of suppressing feelings of guilt and pain began to devour me from the inside. The ever-present gnawing wore me down like the erosion of a pristine stone caused by the ebb-and-flow of the tide. Four years ago, I experienced my first anxiety attack and have battled with their sporadic nighttime occurrence since. The last four years I have spent denying half of myself in order to play the part of the perfect daughter, trying to conceal that Im human, full of imperfections. I believed that if I hardened my shell and didnt grant the world access to my feelings, no one could hurt me. My goal was to become impenetrable and devoid of what I feared most: emotion.</p>
<p>I constructed a barrier around myself that I never allowed to crumble; a crack meant I was susceptible to an onslaught of unwanted emotions. There was a war raging within me, while I was simultaneously fighting another battle to maintain a façade of flawlessness. The world saw me as what I wanted to be: perfect. The person I kept hidden was my reality that I could not escape despite how skillful an actress I became. I struggled through life, carrying a burden invisible to the world. After years of alienating myself, it was long-past time to take control of my life and deal with the feelings that were lurking in the shadows.</p>
<p>I took a hammer to my barrier and watched it crumble like the Berlin Wall after years of war. A flood of unspoken emotion poured out like a deluge after a drought as I to let others fall down the rabbit hole and enter my secret Wonderland Id kept hidden. I opened my eyes from a deep sleep to a world brand new to me where the colors were bright and possibilities were infinite. Although I spent most of the journey walking blind down a path in the wrong direction, it wasnt fruitless. Somewhere along the nightfall I stumbled upon the road to self-discovery. I discovered more about myself during my darkest hours than when the sun shone bright. I tossed aside my unattainable goal of perfection and learned to accept myself, flaws and all. I never allowed the mêlée thundering within to inhibit my dreams or diminish my spirit. Through the dark and winding roads, I acquired an inner-strength as unbreakable as diamonds and as immeasurable as the mathematical equation of pi. My experiences have molded my desire to pursue a career in psychology and better understand the enigma that is the human mind.</p>