First I was an outgoing, energetic, cheerful child.
Then I moved, changed to a school I didn't fit in and got to spend grades 4-7 being bullied by the better part of my class and any other students my age. This resulted in me becoming extremely introverted, distrustful of other humans (especially other males), severely depressed, contemplating suicide, stressed to the point where my physical health was compromised, etc. The only bright spot was that that was rock bottom. The next 20 years were (for the most part) a constant stream improvements.
The funny thing is that Metal saved me. Yes, as in Heavy Metal. Around the age of 12 I started listening to it and dressing accordingly. Suddenly, people had a nice, familiar category for me and the constant bullying eased off. I even managed to make friends. High school was better and I became more outgoing, started catching up in social skills and generally had a good time. In college I was even slightly popular, found my first girlfriend (which resulted in a 6-year relationship). Things were looking good, and as a result I was improving.
Then I graduated from college and things went to shit. As in, inside of less than a year my GF of 6 years dumped me, both my parents were diagnosed with cancer, I got fired from my job, I was forced to move in with my parents into their house that was under a mortgage that they were barely covering, my dad died from said cancer. Oddly enough, this period was highly conducive to my personal development. While it did shove some pessimism into me, and some of my most horrifying memories are from that period, it also got me to grow more of a backbone, to toughen up a bit.
Eventually, though, my mom beat her cancer, I got my job back (with an even bigger salary), we managed to sell off the house and pay the mortgage, leaving me with enough money to buy a small apartment in a nice neighborhood. I met a wonderful girl online (OKCupid, seriously go try it) and we've been dating (and living together) for a year now. I've gotten back on my feet to the extent that I'm considering quitting my job and starting my own business, which is what I'm wrestling with right now.
Nowdays, when I look in the mirror, I genuinely like what I see. I'm the person I wanted to be, or at least well on my way there, physically, mentally and emotionally. I do the things I love, I have time for the people who are important to me, I have enough to get by, I have ideas and dreams for the future. My life has been a steady improvement since I was 12, and the trend doesn't seem to be stopping...
