Writing a personal statement is supposed to be about “why law,” but it’s really about “why me.” And answering that honestly means sitting with the messy, in-between parts of my story—the parts that don’t fit neatly into a resume. This post is me thinking out loud, trying to thread together vulnerability, originality, and everything I’ve been given into something that feels like truth. Somewhere between who I was and who I’m becoming, I’m learning that two pages might be all I get—but I’m going to make every word count.