Matt Dawg
Alone in the world with a little Matt Dawg!
I'm finally free! Two long years of probation are officially over today! And to top it off, it's also my birthday!
I'm basically in a state of shock right now. These past years all I've been thinking about is traveling, but I wasn't able to thanks to the long dick of the law.. when my probation first started I thought I would never make it; that I'd never be able to finish and start traveling.
I soon became very depressed and even suicidal. I tried to kill myself twice, but luckily I kinda sucked at dying.. And that was only the first 6 months of probation. Nothing but trips to hospitals and psych wards and therapists, complete with 1,000 different brands of anti-depressants.
After a while it became impossible for me to live in such a self-destructive way. So I pulled myself up and started fighting an uphill battle to fix myself. It took a year to do it, but I was able to beat my depression! I finally wanted to live! (All without the help of medication and more doctors, I should add).
So there I was, mentally prepped for the world and ready to go! But I still had 6 months of probation left... So like any good citizen might do, I got a job. I worked hard, got a car and my own place, and became content with my life as it currently was.
Now here I am! Two years past and I came out on top! Now I can finally fucking travel... Happy birthday to me!
I'm taking off to Ohio around the 9th or 10th to see a friend, but after that I haven't got anything planned. I hope to see you all out there
I'm basically in a state of shock right now. These past years all I've been thinking about is traveling, but I wasn't able to thanks to the long dick of the law.. when my probation first started I thought I would never make it; that I'd never be able to finish and start traveling.
I soon became very depressed and even suicidal. I tried to kill myself twice, but luckily I kinda sucked at dying.. And that was only the first 6 months of probation. Nothing but trips to hospitals and psych wards and therapists, complete with 1,000 different brands of anti-depressants.
After a while it became impossible for me to live in such a self-destructive way. So I pulled myself up and started fighting an uphill battle to fix myself. It took a year to do it, but I was able to beat my depression! I finally wanted to live! (All without the help of medication and more doctors, I should add).
So there I was, mentally prepped for the world and ready to go! But I still had 6 months of probation left... So like any good citizen might do, I got a job. I worked hard, got a car and my own place, and became content with my life as it currently was.
Now here I am! Two years past and I came out on top! Now I can finally fucking travel... Happy birthday to me!
I'm taking off to Ohio around the 9th or 10th to see a friend, but after that I haven't got anything planned. I hope to see you all out there
