| At 25-years-old I was still living at home with my Dad. |
I was a mentally ill alcoholic with no friends. And no girlfriend. I hadn't even kissed a girl since I was 19. I was still a virgin and lost contact with my friends over half a decade ago.
I spent all my time alone at night surfing on the Internet, chain smoking 40 cigarettes a day, and consuming alcohol until it made my stomach hurt.
The highlight of my night was often masturbating to Internet pornography which made me so lecherous around women they avoided me like the plague.
Sometimes I had to literally force down food because I didn't find any pleasure in eating. I slept well into the afternoon and sometimes into the evening on my Dad's couch.
I'm not sure how I survived.
My bedroom, if you can call it that, was full to brim with beer cans which I used to urinate in. And cigarette ash which I used to flick everywhere.
I was a broken shell of a man. An animal. I felt like a miserable lowlife.
I was dangerously unhealthy. Painfully lonely. Depressed to the point of suicide. And hopelessly trying to deal with the devastating effects of schizophrenia.
I may as well have been dead.
Today I have my own place. And, I'm a spiritually—and personally—successful Entrepreneur working on making my first $1 Million. : )
Like I mentioned before, I wouldn't change a single thing considering where I'm at in life. Even the most crippling mental illness can be a “blessing in disguise” and something that can advance our personal and spiritual growth.
No matter what is happening in your life, you can transcend it and come out the other side a more successful person. : ) I'm looking forward to completing my story.
Thanks for reading.