My life went on a bit of a downward spiral. A tangent, if you will, of unabashed and copious debauchery. While I highly enjoy that word (debauchery), it's basically the opposite of the way I'd like to live my life.
A little partying with friends on the weekends is one thing...week long coke benders and daily hangovers is a different situation entirely. Even my family doesn't really know the extent of everything I went through last summer. There were even a couple of months when I went totally AWOL (to use military speak...): quitting my job and living off my savings until I ran out of money to party with.
It took making my mother cry to pull me out of that hole.
It's been a long road trying to fix the muck I've dealt myself. And trying to rebuild and re-establish relationships I've broken.
Lord, beer me strength.