#finishwhatyoustart So yes, I have this. Some people probably wonder why I would celebrate an associate's degree 9 years after high school especially when I started working on it in the fall of 2010. Story time (but it's seriously really long) When I had started college, I was doing very well. I probably could attribute that to a prescription that I had that I wish I had never gotten. I was prescribed adderall for ADHD toward the end of high school; my parents never put me on that before even though they knew of my hyperactivity because she wanted me to be a normal kid and I soon saw how right they were. By the time 2011 rolled around, I had a pretty bad dependance on something I had obtained legally; in fact it was so bad that I was becoming someone I wasn't; I would lose my temper often, hurry through everything, and soon after it started pushing some people away. This included my girlfriend of 3 and a half years. This was about a week before my 20th birthday. Then a few days before my birthday, my grandmother on my dad's side passed away. My dad and I do share a name so sometimes we feel things like telepathically I think because I felt his hurt and few things have hurt me more than the strongest man I've ever known to be going through it. About a year and a month before that, one of my closest friend and bandmates had also passed away. Yes, by then some time had passed but it's different when your in the midst of your youth and someone else's, to spend a chunk of it together, and then have to face that you'll never play, perform, hangout, anything again. Tough reality for a nineteen year old; still doesn't sit right with me even 8 years later. Itwas just after the first year anniversary of his passing and it hurt just the same as when it had happened. So, in that same 2 week span, I felt I needed change of scenery to maybe help refresh my brain, so I moved in with some good friends. I made a few bad choices, but always went to work; I never let that be a choice. So on my way to work once (only a few mile drive) someone stopped when they were past the white line at a stoplight, and while I was looking down the road to see ***continued in comments*** https://www.instagram.com/p/BxvQYaTAiKb/?igshid=1m56mmly5we6f
