Well I was fortunate enough to receive a small ‘safety net’ when I was in college. Bittersweet as it came unexpectedly from my godmother who passed away. She was an amazing women and I’d wish I’d gotten to know her better.

Point is…I have always been a procrastinator. I always wanted to ‘maximize my enjoyment’. I’d skip classes all semester and then stress out and teach myself everything the week before the midterm/final. Stay up all night writing that 10 page paper the night before. It’s a miracle I graduated with a 3.0. I had a lot of fun along the way BUT…

I continued living this way forever. I still am! My charisma and intelligence were enough to get me by and I was always commended at work. Even when I started doing opiates. No one knew. They all thought I was killing it. In reality I was doing what I considered to be the bare minimum while ‘maximizing my enjoyment’. Turns out doing $200 of Oxy a day isn’t very financially sound. So I quit my job and the opiates. Slowly replaced that with drinking. And on and on it went from 27-34.

SEVEN YEARS I’ve been fucking about while my friends put in the work and all have amazing jobs and houses. And now that I’m about to be 35 I am finally completely sober but…I have no idea wtf to do. My previous work experience is in fields I won’t go back into and I spent the last 2 years learning a business with the intention of buying it only to have the deal fall through. I’m constantly stressed and feel like I have to start over and basically put myself 10 years back from where I ‘should be’

All that to say that I would trade places with you in a heartbeat. You 100% made the right decision and life choices