I hit rock bottom at 22 after lots of lies, failing multiple studies and debt. I used my last money to fly to Africa and walked around for 3 weeks, nobody knew where I was. Some people thought I had died. And I could have ended things at that time. But things changed, I flew back home and scared the shit out of my parents when I opened the front door. After weeks of talking, crying I started doing things for ME. Without considering what people, family etc. would think of it. After years of work at age 24 I started a new education at a university of applied science and got my degree in 4 years. Now, nine years after almost jumping of some random cliff in Africa at age 31, Im doing great. I own a house, I have an amazing job and I have been in a relationship with a beautiful and lovely girl for about 6 years.

Things change, work for it and make yourself happy