*Thought this was roadside please move*
So i've been thinking about this a lot lately, and in the last four years I have completely turned my life around and haven't really taken the time to even think about it until recently. Six years ago I had a full scholarship as a division one athlete. The summer before I left for school our house that my dad had built himself burned completely to the ground, I spent the summer living with different friends and headed off to school. Halfway through my first semester I got jumped in downtown Chicago, suffered a TBI and was forced to medically withdraw to go home and recover. At that point my parents were in a tiny rental and money was tight since they still hadn't settled with insurance.
Within three months of moving home our family blew up and I couldn't take everyone screaming all day everyday. My dad and I got into it one day, a few windows got broken and they kicked me out. I threw everything I had into my 200,000 mile Jeep Cherokee and took off. Within a week they begged me to come home but my brain was still so screwed up from the TBI and I was still so mad that I refused, and we pretty much stopped talking completely. The next year and a half was a complete waste of my life, I was homeless staying with friends when possible and other nights practically freezing to death in my Jeep during the winter. I got harassed by cops nightly while I was trying to sleep and it didn't look like things could get much worse. A lot of my "friends" disappeared when I was that low and one night I was trying to fall asleep in my trunk when I just said "**** it, cut this shit out and ****ing make something of yourself".
I'm proud to say that i'm now two semesters away from graduating with a perfect 4.0 GPA in Finance, have been dating the love of my life for almost two years, and have some incredible job opportunities awaiting me after graduation. I haven't taken a semester off since i've been back and have been taking 6 or 7 classes while working 30+ hours a week.
I want to hear your stories as well, when did you finally just say "**** it" and turned your life around?
So i've been thinking about this a lot lately, and in the last four years I have completely turned my life around and haven't really taken the time to even think about it until recently. Six years ago I had a full scholarship as a division one athlete. The summer before I left for school our house that my dad had built himself burned completely to the ground, I spent the summer living with different friends and headed off to school. Halfway through my first semester I got jumped in downtown Chicago, suffered a TBI and was forced to medically withdraw to go home and recover. At that point my parents were in a tiny rental and money was tight since they still hadn't settled with insurance.
Within three months of moving home our family blew up and I couldn't take everyone screaming all day everyday. My dad and I got into it one day, a few windows got broken and they kicked me out. I threw everything I had into my 200,000 mile Jeep Cherokee and took off. Within a week they begged me to come home but my brain was still so screwed up from the TBI and I was still so mad that I refused, and we pretty much stopped talking completely. The next year and a half was a complete waste of my life, I was homeless staying with friends when possible and other nights practically freezing to death in my Jeep during the winter. I got harassed by cops nightly while I was trying to sleep and it didn't look like things could get much worse. A lot of my "friends" disappeared when I was that low and one night I was trying to fall asleep in my trunk when I just said "**** it, cut this shit out and ****ing make something of yourself".
I'm proud to say that i'm now two semesters away from graduating with a perfect 4.0 GPA in Finance, have been dating the love of my life for almost two years, and have some incredible job opportunities awaiting me after graduation. I haven't taken a semester off since i've been back and have been taking 6 or 7 classes while working 30+ hours a week.
I want to hear your stories as well, when did you finally just say "**** it" and turned your life around?