During my late teens I was experiencing a lot of mental health issues with risky behavior, depression and anxiety. They put me on antidepressants and I believe I was also on an anti-anxiety beta blocker at the same time. I would go out partying a lot, as many high-schoolers do, and I would drink a lot with my friends. This wasn't a rare occurrence. It was only until a couple years later in a therapists office that I started talking about this and she reminded me how dangerous mixing medications and alcohol is. At the time I either didn't care or didn't know any better.
Looking back I just shake my head at how reckless I used to be. I think it boiled down to a lack of self love and a combination of family neglect, lack of support, whatever else.
I consider myself lucky for the things I've been through. Hindsight is 20/20