(Just a little bit of) college

After graduation, I went to Kent State for college.  I wasn’t ready for college to begin with. I had a total mental breakdown and never went to class because I was always drinking or hung over. I stayed in my dorm room all day, crying, drinking and throwing up. I passed out a bunch of times because I wasn’t eating. When I was home over Christmas break, I got a letter telling me not to come back. It probably had something to do with my 0.2 GPA.

Back home, I fought with my parents all the time. I wanted to have fun, which meant going out all night and drinking. My parents knew I was getting into trouble and wanted me home.

Most of the time, I went to work drunk. I poured alcohol into a pop bottle and drank it at lunch at my desk. I even remember driving to work wasted, with one eye open.

After a while of living like this, I decided to move to South Carolina to live with my grandparents. It was the fresh start I needed.