My path, once dark, is filled with light

Two years after college, my life felt empty and meaningless. I searched for spiritual understanding by attending many different church denominations, but none felt satisfying. Then I turned to hallucinogenic drugs for inspiration and soon became dependent on them. 

Because of the drugs and my general state of thought, I couldn’t function in any workplace. It seemed I’d reached a dead end. I felt trapped.

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