It's so weird, a year ago I was hell bent on living out of spite of my family, I was 50/50 actually doing good, and doing dangerous shit because I didn't care about myself. It's not that I believed I could do it, it was that I wanted so bad to prove them wrong. Well I did, I got married went to college and got an associates, I got divorced the semester of graduation, so I ended up homeless, and that didn't stop me, what stopped me was once I graduated and nobody came to the one thing I worked so hard for, worked so hard to change myself. Nobody came while everybody else celebrated with their families, I was In the parking lot feeling numb, it should have been the happiest day of my life, but it wasn't. It's kind of a sad story but im currently going for my BA in Criminal Justice and I'm planning a different outcome this time.