Misjudging one's own life is extremely easy. Simple pleasures come at little to no cost and, troubles fade in and out like a gentle breeze. Having always lived in a safety net otherwise known as Camarillo, a peaceful city full of old people, I believe I have lived a nice life overall. That being said, I have reason to be tremendously grateful. Many people are kind to me and consistently forgiving. For their grace, I feel that I am in debt to them. In recognition of the expectations and responsibilities placed upon me, I wish to improve myself.

I am grateful to my family, especially my parents despite their draconian methods.
I am grateful to the Lee family for becoming a second family to me.
I am grateful for the friends that have supported me and remained in contact with me, refusing to let their connection with me to die.

I am so grateful to many people that I wish I could write them all an essay, describing their worth to me. However, it would be an extremely ineffective process as I would not be able to find the proper words.