Here’s one person who found the good amidst the bad.
Now I know it’s kind of hard to believe, and every brain injury is different, but in my case my brain injury saved my life. I was on the wrong path for a long time. In the year 2012 I had no goals, no future plans, I had been recently kicked out of UNH, and I was going nowhere. My top priority was partying.
In high school I was never the “partying” type… until I got into college. It opened a whole new door for me. Being underage and drunk felt bad ass I’m not gonna lie. Plus when you’re drunk you feel that gives you the excuse to either be:
- a slut
- a man-whore
- an asshole
- or friendly to people you’re usually not friendly to
I liked to party because it made me feel infinite. I felt I was on top of the world. I mean don’t…
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