An energetic, purposeful life restored

My early teenage years were devastated by my parents' divorce. I was thrown into confusion, and because I felt anguish, I became a constant daydreamer. This might seem harmless, but through the years, I became unable to accept what had happened to me. So I began mentally creating a make-believe world, imagining exactly where I wanted to live, even the type of house I would live in, and what I would do during the day.

I was rarely happy. I just dragged through years of dreaming of the future day when I would be happy. But nothing happened. I would rush to work, rush through my day with an anxiety-filled attitude, and then rush home only to go to bed and wait for a better life. Each day was repetitious, unremarkable.

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