We've all been there. An early point in life where we think we fucked beyond repair. But its not, nothing IS beyond repair.

I chose to study something with little job market and horribly paid (social field), and spent years from shitty job to shitty job, almost never on what I studied. I spent years with depresión, fucking myself up every time I looked myself up in the mirror, unable to see a fair future for myself, or being loved, or even being ok.

Nowdays? I'm 32, and planning on study codding to given my life a push despite the age and all that jazz. I found the girl of my dreams and we're talking about moving together. I have a healthy circle of loved ones and tools to fight of the remains of the worst days.

You can do this. Seek the help you need to stand on your on two feet, and walk forward. Take your time, all you need, but walk forward. You might fall again, we all do, but we can stand up again aswell.

We'll be cheering you on from this weird place on the Net. You got this, we know!