I was an emotionally scarred drug addict with no hope for my life. I didn't even believe I would make it to 30. I had nothing to show for myself. But when I got clean and started receiving proper treatment, I began seeing glimpses of what my life could be. I had real hope for the first time in my life. And I saw that I wasn't a lost cause anymore. Once I gained enough confidence, I realized that my life means something and that I deserve my goals. I started college and continued in my recovery. I continue to set goals for myself and now know that I can reach them. Life can be very hard and I know there may always be struggles with my mental illness. But I have a life to live today and it's one worth living. I know that I can achieve even more, psychiatric issues be damned. I refuse to doubt myself anymore. I'm worth something and hopefully you realize that you are as well.