Reflections on Peace, Philosophy, and Life
The crazy world I grew up in led to my loss of hope and meaning to my life. The endless contradictions between what I saw and what I was told was reality become too much. The result was that I ended up taking drugs and not particularly caring if I lived or died. I didn't expect to survive past 30 and came close to death more than once by the time I was 20 and stopped taking drugs.
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