If you have been reading my personal story from the start, you would have read that I have been diagnosed with Depression and Anxiety. While on the journey of telling everyone my life, a lot of it no one knows. I can not believe my mind convinced me to think I was happy. The mind that thinks alcohol and drugs is what makes you happy is a damaged mind. No matter how much you hide behind numbing yourself, your problems will always be there. I wish for people to reach out for help, and always know, you are not alone. Many things can alter your identity. You are the only one the can alter it the right way by talking about what you have and/or are going through.
Ever had a time when everything was going so well, everyone is happy and plans were thought to be going along quite nicely? Then all of a sudden BAM, everything becomes red with fury and hatred that you’re not sure what you are going to do or even meant to do? The only result is to cover it more by self-medicating, but with more than you have already been using.