So I just realized that it has been my 5th month since I've stopped using amphetamine.
In that time, a great job landed in my lap when I would have least expected it, and I stopped using before that opportunity came, because if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to hold myself together to get or keep a job, otherwise.
I've realized that by taking on some serious responsibilities, I no longer have time to focus on things that make me depressed--or maybe whatever made me depressed went away.
It seems like it should be apparent that accepting new challenges is a necessary part of life, but I see so many people my age refusing challenges.
Even though there's a lot of stressful shit I have to deal with, I'm pretty content to be alive right now.
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