My story really starts when I was 19 though, I left home to move in with my girlfriend who didn’t appreciate me and used me because I loved her and eventually was kicked out because she was cheating and no longer felt like using her energy to hide it from me.
I became a dancer shortly after, moved into a mansion with a bunch of other people, got pulled into so many illegal things. Got my first apartment and car in my name and lost them just as fast.
I now live in hotels and no longer dance, I struggle day to day and I’m an alcoholic with a drug problem and I’m sad. I’m really sad. I’m not gonna kill myself but I have thought about it. I want to live life but I destroyed mine in just a years time. Needed to get that off my chest.