The man is keeping me down.

[Dreamcatcher]

When I was twenty seven, I decided to became a fireman. Why? I wanted comrades, and not co-workers. I wanted a job with a little swagger. Something I could be proud of. The safety of government benefits was a great perk as well. Nobody looks down on firemen. I got a personal trainer, and got into terrific shape. I studied the civil service Manuel's. I visited places I wanted to live. I came up with wanted to be a smoke jumper. Very macho indeed. Then a girl broke up with me, and I fell into major depression. The kind you need to be hospitalized for. Everything fell apart. I got a DWI. This was the second episode in my life. Major depression does not go away. You go through chemical, and hormonal changes. You do not snap out of it. When I think of it, I was primed for it. They say your prone to a second breakdown two years after the first hospitalization. I delayed going into the hospital because of the added stigma of going in twice. Years went by, and after thirty five you are no longer eligible. Now I got a go nowhere job. I am now on medication that works, but am stuck as to where to go. I feel very behind everybody else. I feel the only thing left is to survive. I'm going back to school <3

[JustAnotherUserName]

I would LOVE to go back to school. Because of stupid decisions made as a youth, I have a fairly dead-end (or at least boring) job myself. Of course now I'm unemployed, but that's a whole 'nother story. What are you going to be studying?

[Dreamcatcher]

Nordic love poetry