<p>First of all, I am not gonna say whether it is a good or bad idea to talk about your tragic background. Ultimately, the decision should be yours. Your life has always been yours, and we all know that you know the answer behind your inquiry. You just want some reassuring clarification to validate your decision, which you have already made in your mind: )</p>
<p>But as a person who went through some tricky “curve-ball” trajectory of life, </p>
<p>(e.g. We came to the U.S. when I was 13. No one in my family had gone to college. My mother was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s disease when I was 14. My father soon lost a job. My older brother dropped out of high school in his junior year. We were on welfare and foodstamps for five years right before the end of my high school. I ended up graduating from an inner city school that had sent only 1% of its graduates to four-year colleges, but my mother died during my freshman year in college)</p>
<p>I would like to ask you to carefully reflect upon your life to find a relevant theme or two in your life to seamlessly synthesize your narrative tensions.</p>
<p>Simply portraying yourself under the self-defeating aura of “self-victimization” mentality won’t suffice. Worse, it may even backfire by advertently sending a wrong message to adcom about your mental makeup.</p>
<p>Granted, this may sound easier than done. </p>
<p>Just to give you an example from my own life experience and my college application essays I wrote back in 1995, I focused on two life-defining events that symbolized my circumstance and thus defined my life trajectory.</p>
<p>First, I talked about the very first meeting with a doctor at UCLA medical center where my mother was a patient. At the age of 15 or 16, I became the face of my family, the virtual gateway to the new culture of this country, as I was the liaison between the medical staff and my family. </p>
<p>Being overwhelmed, I had felt that I was developing a defeatist mentality. But a meeting with one of the doctors drastically changed my outlook on life. When the doctor sensed that I was huffing and puffing in the cross-fire battle of this new and overwhelming situation, he said something that really stoked the dormant fire within me,</p>
<p>“Hey, why are you worried about? You are the face of your family! You speak English better than any other family member. You are SUPPOSED to work for your family and for yourself. Dont ever feel let down. Come on!”</p>
<p>The in-your-face pep talk and no non-sense attitude shown by the doctor was a welcome surprise for me, as his demeanor during that short conversation demonstrated that I should not have felt sorry, guilty, despondent, or depressed about the circumstance I was in. </p>
<p>Instead, his whole message captured the essence of the kind of positive and resilient tenacity that would become the core of my formative years. Instead of that kind yet superficial sign of condolence or a mere gesture of putting his arm around my shoulder, his fierce demeanor served to change my subconscious attitude for the situation and, eventually, for my own life.</p>
<p>Second, I also talked about “the food stamp at local market” scene. On the surface, my older brother was a loser who had decided to give up everything in his life - his education, opportunity, school, friends, and family trust - by simply walking away from what had kept him from being disintegrated. </p>
<p>Yet, instead of juxtaposing my academic excellence and his decision to drop out of school, I tried to demonstrate his unconditional love for his family and me and his older-sibling responsibility by capturing a scene at a local market when he snatched the food stamps out of my trembling hands.
Sensing that his little brother was hesitant to walk all the way to the front cash register to pay for grocery with the food stamps, hence damaging his self-confidence, my older brother, who was only 17, 18 at the time, ran across the cash booths and snatched the food stamps to personally pay for the grocery. </p>
<p>Left empty-handed but saved from the vigilant eyes of judgment and superficial condolences, I took a long look at the back of my older brother who did not even flinch to care to notice his immediate surroundings. Through this scene, I wanted to show that this whole process of overcoming adversity was a family reunion thing. It was a clear real-life demonstration of a huge billboard sign in the middle of LA downtown that had stood for some time: “A family who prays together stays together.”</p>
<p>Dear OP, think through your life and walk through your past trails. I am sure that you have many wonderful, powerful, and heart-wrenching yet rewarding events in your life that have served to shape and mold your value system. Find one or two symbolizing events to narrate your reflection and introspection not only on the state of your family but also on the grand scheme of things in life.</p>
<p>I hope this helps.</p>