My Story
I've spent my entire adult life trying to figure out how to stop being depressed and start being happy. My depression set in right after I turned 16, which is precisely when my stepfather kicked me out of the house, leaving me only my drug addict father's place to go. I couldn't stand being there, so after a year I moved out on my own. I was barely 17 years old, still in high school. Ever since then, I've been searching for happiness, understanding, and meaning in my life. I wanted it all to make sense. I was so tired of feeling depressed, confused, enraged, hopeless, powerless, just plain miserable, and the worst part...that awful emptiness inside. I wanted to know how the world and the Universe worked, and what was my unique role in it. I wanted to know everything there was to know about Who I Really Am. Most of all, I wanted my life to have meaning. And I've been absolutely consumed by my need to know. So I started studying - and hard! I was a sponge. I bought every book on spirituality, self help, Universal Laws, the nature of reality, quantum physics, and psychology that I could get my hands on. Then, Out of Desperation, I Started Experimenting...You can read all the books you want, but until you experience something for yourself...you can't fully know it and live it. I was so miserable, I just had to find something that really worked. I was desperate to be happy. And believe me... I Tried Everything!I tried psychotherapy for eight years straight...up to three times a week. I tried psychoanalysis. I tried alcohol to numb my pain. I tried drugs. I tried six different types of anti-depressants, and ending up being on three at the same time. I tried hypnosis. I tried positive affirmations. I tried meditating. I tried exercising to raise my endorphins. I tried self-help seminars. I even tried - get a load of this - working my butt off to earn an MBA from one of the top business schools in the world, and getting a high-powered job in Wall Street. See, I had high hopes that if I "fixed" myself on the outside and got a great paying job, I would find happiness and a good man to boot. Talk about desperate! Believe me, I've tried it all! Didn't work. I was still miserable, deeply in debt, drinking every night, and enraged about my childhood. And then I stumbled upon the answer...
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