It was fall of 2012.
The holidays were just about to start.
I can make it to January, I thought;
Just hold on a little bit longer.
I'll get my life together after the holidays.
That is not how it happened. Not even close.
It was 4am on November 21st, 2012.
I had been up partying for 4 days and nights.
I was fear stricken.
My anxiety skyrocketing.
I was overwhelmed with a feeling of impending doom.
I had movers coming in 4 hours.
I hadn't done any packing and I had spent all my money on drugs and alcohol.
I wasn’t going to make it until 8am much less January 1st.
I ended up in the psych ward for Thanksgiving, a detox center for my birthday on December 5th and a rehab center in Michigan for Christmas and NYE.