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PATTY
Here I am driving on my way to the Golden Gate Bridge, trying to put my life into perspective. The accident happened more than 10 years ago. One thing good is that, after that day, I never took another drink or drug. In return, my way of life has been a war every day against depression, demons, suicidal thoughts, and sometimes psychotic episodes, with a few visits to the mental hospital here in California. Guilt is a constant in my life as is never being able to have fun or enjoy myself because I don’t feel I deserve to do so. Anxiety and depression have plagued me for the last 10 years, giving me chronic pain in my body and paranoia about living life. And I deserve all of that for what I did. There isn’t any excuse for living my life as I have, and I am doing something about it
