20 years ago, I was in my mid 20's and starting a very successful career in publishing. I figured, I'd wind up a CFO of a mid sized company. And I almost got there. Then the double whammy of addiction and mental illness hit, and my life kind of derailed. When I was 35 - I didn't expect to make it to 40. I'm now 45. I never expected to lose 8 years of my life to the battle against alcohol. I never expected 3 psych hospitalizations. I never expected to wind up homeless. I never expected to have to declare bankruptcy. I never expected to be unemployed for 5 years.

But at the same time, it's not all bad. I'm back in my own place again (shared). I'm going back to school in January to finish retraining which will hopefully get me back into the job market. I've got a contract to write a book. And I'm finally sober. I know I'll get back on my feet somehow.

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