I ruined my life years ago. I stopped contacting all of my friends, because I hated myself and thought I was "lame". After that, I developed a serious drug habit. At first, Iwas high functioning and succeeding at my job, but my drug use was obvious and eventually it became a problem, so they fired me.

After that, overdosing twice, then rehab, then psych ward, got stabbed, then psych ward again. I met someone, and my histrionics ran them away. So I'm alone. And ready.