I haven't given up on my goals and dreams.

I was a mess in my early twenties. Serious alcohol abuse. Part of the reason why I didn't finish college is because of my stupid anxiety, and I have a highway driving phobia, and to continue I would have had to drive 45 minutes, on the highway, to get to school, and that was not happening, and at the time I was unmedicated, and it was bad, and I had my first depressive episode, and that was bad, and I couldn't get a job because I was so depressed and anxious and we had financial issues, and my life just kind of went downhill. For awhile I DID give up on my hopes and dreams because everything seemed so hopeless and awful.

But then I got help and medicated, and things looked up, and my anxiety was kept under control, and now I just focus on my writing dreams. I write everyday. I WILL get my novels published! I'm still working hard at it. I'm 32, but I have time. When you're a writer you have all the time in the world, not that I want to take all the time in the world of course because I want to make it now. We're broke. Seriously. And in serious medical debt (three grand) because of my last inpatient stay. And it would be nice if my life took an upturn and I started having a successful writing career. It would be fantastic. It'll happen. More hard work. All hard work. It'll pay off eventually.

We'll all prevail! We just can't give up!