I’ve been there. In that dark place that no one likes to talk about socially. The pit of emotional hell that feels impossible to crawl out of. I struggled with addiction and depression, which for me went hand-hand, for over a decade. I’ve sat with a shotgun in my mouth and finger on the trigger. I’ve swallowed a bottle of pills with a bottle of peach schnapps hoping to end the pain I was feeling only to have my stomach pumped…
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