My father represented many of the negative stereotypes that Mexican Americans and Mexican immigrants have to combat.He immigrated to the United States as a young adult and fell into a life of criminal activity during our city’s booming methamphetamine trade.
My father represented many of the negative stereotypes that Mexican Americans and Mexican immigrants have to combat.
I did not spend my entire youth in that overcrowded yet comforting home.
Eventually, my mother remarried and we were able to move out of my grandparents’ house.
When I was in fourth grade, my father admitted to me that he was addicted to crack.
At the time I did not understand what crack addiction meant, but I was educated by his actions soon enough.
It was not uncommon for my neighborhood friends to have a drug abusing parent, a single parent household, alcoholic parents, or experience domestic violence.
Even though my father’s addiction clouded his judgment, both he and my mother always warned me about the dangers of our neighborhood.In fact, that feeling was so strong that I became fixated on the goal of creating a life opposite to that which my father had built.Pursuing a brighter future did not come without obstacles in my neighborhood and family.It is important to note that diversity statements are truly optional, and not everyone should write one.Contrary to what you may have heard, it is not a missed opportunity to write more about yourself.Living with a drug addicted parent was full of uncertainty and confusion.There were many break-ins, but I always had a strange feeling about these break-ins because although valuables were stolen, certain sentimental items of value would remain untouched.I was not allowed to cross the street without their supervision due to gang members on the corner selling drugs, and playing outside at night was dangerous due to occasional shootings.Growing up in a neighborhood like mine was a double edged sword; it was dangerous, but our common struggles made it easy to relate to one another.My aunts, uncles, five cousins, and grandparents shared the two remaining bedrooms.In total, there were thirteen people sharing a three-bedroom, one-bathroom home.