Started out life in a wealthy family. Parents divorced, and the rich parent decided to bail on us.
Living in poverty, I managed to get an excellent education, and met the girl of my dreams who still haunts my thoughts 12 years later. We dated for 5 years, but while deciding on colleges she decided to follow her dreams and went to a different school (one the tuition was FAR too steep for me to attend). The relationship lasted another year and a half, but finally one day I had a bit of a meltdown because of the distance and begged her to come to school with me.
I made some bad choices. A few months later, she was dating one of the best friends I had in the world, because he was at her school and I wasn't. In that moment I lost two of the best friends I ever had.
About 8 months later I finally began getting lonely again and started dating. The girl I ended up with was a tramp and a very good liar. She would dress in work clothes and head out daily... a short time later did I find out she was only working 12 hours a week.
I decided to cool it with the ladies for a while and work on my own life, which I had been neglecting. Working hard in college, I was 3 months from 21 when a new girl in my life invited me to a party prior to exams. I decided to go and met a group of new people who accepted me right off the bat. We talked for a while, played some cards, and I had my first beer ever. Before I even finished the can we were busted by the campus police. Because I asked them in a very calm tone "Aren't there rapes, and murders and stuff? Do you really need to break up a party with a bunch of people who are almost 21 and not driving?" they decided I was being belligerent and slapped me with several tickets.
I went to court, plead not guilty, and the whole deal was expunged from my record, however the school decided that court was not correct and that I needed additional punishment. They put me on academic probation, fined me, and forced me to see a school counselor who told me people like me did not belong in college. My ACT and SAT scores begged to differ, however I agreed. College was not for me.
Around this time one of my 4 friends was killed in Iraq, right after he was sent home, recovered, and was redeployed. Another was killed in a horrible car accident, and I was lucky enough to be at her boyfriends house waiting for her to get home when they delivered the blood soaked purse with her hair smashed into it, and cracked, bloody drivers license in a plastic bag. My 3rd friend, her boyfriend went completely insane. Not that I can blame him. My fourth friend began using intravenous drugs like they were going out of style, and soon he was never around anymore to hang out with.
I quit school. Stopped caring about everything. 5 long years passed before I would find decent employment. I tried my hand at every job you can think of, but nothing seemed to last for one reason or another.
Finally I got a decent job about 8 months ago. I was immediately promoted, and then promoted again a month later. Finally, a light at the end of the tunnel.
I now have cancer. I'm dying. My whole life was one cruel carrot on a string.